The Multiple Versions of Me

One thing I’m really fascinated with lately, is the idea of alternate realities. There’s the thought that there are an infinite number of versions of each and every one of us, due to the number of choices we make.

To break it down and probably over explain it, each decision we make has two different outcomes which can, and often do, spawn other decisions based off the first one. It’s a little bit of the Schrodinger’s Cat theory. As a perfect example, I chose to start this blog, but there’s another version of me that chose not to. The current (well, then again, the now current) version of me that chose this is writing this blog in this exact moment, while both the other two versions of me (the one who chose not to start the blog and the one who chose not to write this post, may or may not be doing something different.

I think what I find the most fascinating about this, is the fact that everything under the sun has been done. This also coincides with the school of thought that time isn’t linear. Instead, future, past, and present all exist at the same time. So, the me that chose to start this blog and write this post is both not getting anyone to read it and experiencing a level of “fame” the current me can’t comprehend. The rabbit hole one individual could go down, examining every possible outcome is magnanimous. There’s literally no end in sight.

Another aspect of all this I find fascinating is the fact that I then chose to be conscious in this instance and not the others. That alone blows my mind. How do I choose that? If I have the ability to choose which path I choose to be conscious in, then begs the question…why do I continually choose a path that requires me to work so much?

If there are multiple versions of me, and we all coexist in the same time/space, but on different planes, and I can choose where my consciousness is present, then I want to choose the path of least resistance and the path with the greatest outcome. Then comes the question,…what defines the greatest outcome?

All of this leads to so many more questions. Is there a “God/god”, or is this all my own doing? If I’m creating all of this, then am I not “God”? I ask that with the utmost respect, because it truly is a question that comes to mind. If I am created in the image of God, then wouldn’t that make me a god? If there are all these versions of me, then it would also seem that we would all have a source, would we not? In a way, wouldn’t it be just like my own thoughts producing multiple if/then outcomes? Wouldn’t the only difference be that I’m choosing my own consciousness? Just as the “other me’s” have chosen their own consciousness? In essence, doesn’t this suggest that my “true” self is the one source that is having this entire entire experience in the first place?

I hope now, you understand why this blog is called, “Diarrhea of The Mind.” I know I’m not alone in questioning these things, but at times, I feel like I am. I know it probably also seems like I’m stoned out of my mind, because who in their right mind would traverse these types of thoughts? I assure you, I’m completely sober.

What’s interesting to me, is that I don’t need marijuana or any other drugs to question things like this. Hell, Einstein used to call things like this, “thought experiments.” Tesla used to do much of the same. In no way am I comparing myself to the genius of these two individuals. I am merely suggesting that I know I can’t be the only one, because greats, such as these two examples have done the same.

All of this just makes me wonder what it is that leads me down one road versus another. I’ve heard it said that our outcome is based off our internal beliefs. I think I am seeing how accurate this is. Jesus and others have stated similarly, that faith as tiny as a mustard seed can move mountains. Throughout history, people have defied the accepted scientific laws of nature without explanation. Yogi’s have levitated. Ancient Chinese and Japanese warriors have climbed upon the air. Jesus and others have walked on water. I’m sure I could provide many more examples, but I think you get the point. How much of what we “receive” in life is based off our own self-imposed limitations? How much of our own beliefs/dis-beliefs help further/hinder us?

I can tell you this, I want to believe, I want to experience more of the things others do, and I want to exceed my own self-imposed limitations.

I guess I can say in some aspects I have. I’m not old per se, but I’m also no spring chicken. I’ve done and accomplished a great many things in my (ultimately) short life, so far. If I’m honest, I have exceeded the expectations in my life in many regards. Sure, I’m not a millionaire (yet), I’m not destitute, either. I have lived a pretty damn good life when I truly think about it. I want more, but who doesn’t?

I don’t know. There’s this glitter of hope in this exact moment, that says something is about to change. I don’t know if it’s just hope, or an inner-knowing. It doesn’t really matter to me, because I still believe it can. I still have faith that it can. Hopefully, that’s enough.

In closing, I want to bring it back to the idea that all time coexists at the same time. I find it exciting and inspirational that there is a version of me who already has all the things I desire. That alone means it’s possible. It means I can step into the life I’ve always desired. It means I have already made all the right decisions to get me there.

I’ll leave with these questions. If I believe there’s a version of me who has already done all this, doesn’t that mean I have already made all the right choices? Isn’t half the process already taken care of?