I’m so exasperated, y’all. Over the last couple of months, Xfinity has throttled us back so much that it takes me over 24 hours to upload one YouTube. What’s up with that? I ordered an adapter for my laptop to hook it up directly to the ethernet port on the router (because it has to be Thunderbolt to ethernet or USB to ethernet) but until then, it’s horrible. Netflix won’t even load. When I signed up for Xfinity, they were the fastest and our speeds were incredible but not any more. I have spent hours talking to their tech support with no luck. They changed the channel and that did nothing. They sent out technician who said the speeds are good out of the router so that’s all they’re responsible for. All they did was accidentally shut off our Internet for hours and change the names and passwords of our networks against our will. We have extenders, including an Airport Extreme, but nothing has changed since this degradation in speed happened anyway. Arggh. Does anyone know of a service that’s faster? Or do you have any advice?
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Here’s Thursday’s Best of Erik!
Me: When are individual spirit created, or are they every born, in a sense? Have they always just existed? We’ve already covered this, but it’s always nice to approach the topic again for the new members who don’t go through the archives like they should.
(Hint, hint.)
Me: Also, how far back in time can you remember? Oh, that’s interesting! So, to recap: The individual spirit: Are they every born, or have they always existed, and how far back into time can that spirit remember?
Erik: Individual spirits are not born. They are just a—
Jamie (to Erik): Do it. Just explain it.
(Pause)
Jamie (to Erik, laughing): No, I don’t think there’s a word for that either! He said, “I want a word that means piece, like a piece of, but you’re still a part of it.” He was telling me how blanking, blanky, blank the English language is.
Jamie and I can’t help but burst out laughing.
Jamie: I said, ‘Just explain it out,’ and he said, “Okay.”
Erik: Human spirit is never born. It’s just a piece of the whole.
Me: Right.
Erik (sounding a little frustrated at his loss for words): We always have to go back to the hologram thing, because I think that’s the best way to describe it. I don’t know anything else that does this where you can shatter it and pick up all the pieces and look at the individual piece and there’s still an image of the whole. So, Prime Source, God Source, Life Force, whatever the fuck you wanna call it, we are little particles of that whole. Though we identify ourselves in the human form as separate, we’re not. We’re a part of the whole. We’re connected. It’s just in subtle energy layers that we don’t see. A lot of us can feel them, but most of us cannot see them. So, we aren’t really born, because the whole—Prime Source or whatever—has always existed. As far back as you can remember? Um, that’s up to you.
Me: Okay.
Erik: If –
Jamie (laughing): You know a paddleball?
Me: Oh yeah.
Jamie: It has that elastic string and a rubber ball at the end ,and you try to hit it.
Erik: You know a kid version—it has a short elastic string and it’s much easier to do.
Me: Uh huh.
Erik: But you get the adult one or the cheap one where the elastic is like already four feet long, and you can’t even like swing the ball because the elastic is so long.
Me: Oh god. I can’t even use the kid one.
Erik: Okay, so the ball is the human spirit, and the paddle is Life Force, God Source.
Me: Okay.
Jamie giggles at whatever Erik is now saying.
Erik: And the string, the elastic, is the subtle energy that keeps us all whole and connected. Sometimes when you pull away from God Source, your elastic’s really short, and you still have this intense connection and these memories. And those memories can go far back—
Jamie (giggling): Um, he’s cussing.
Me: Ah oh.
Jamie (mimicking Erik): Fucking, fucking, fucking. The word he wants to use is “beginning” and he refuses to say it, because it’s not accurate.
Jamie and I both laugh at his conundrum. Poor Erik.
Erik: But in our linear world, that’s what we would call it. Beginning.
Me: Sure.
Jamie: He’s yelling at me. “That’s not the fucking right word!” and I tell him, ‘I know, but you can’t come up with another word, can you?’
Me: Oh, he’s stumped!
Jamie: Yes. It’s ticking him off! Wow. Sore spot!
Erik: Yes! Language is a sore spot for me. It’s stupid.
Me: Aw.
Erik: I wish I could—you know, I just close my eyes, and if you’d feel it, you’d get it.
Me: I can feel it, but I can’t type that. But I can feel what you’re talking about, Erik.
Erik: Not linear, but what you’d call back to the beginning.
Me: Right.
Erik: Because you are part of God Source, you have all of the experiences and memories of what God has.
Me: It’s almost a place instead of a timeline, right?
Erik: Yeah. Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes! And some of us, we have like that really long elastic cord, and we just wanted to get as far away as possible.
Me: Mm hm.
Erik: Just cuz it was what we wanted to do.
Me: Yeah.
Erik: And nobody is going to judge us for it. We just did it, and sometimes it’s just hard to get the ball back to the paddle.
Jamie bursts out laughing.
Me: God, Erik. We’re all bouncy balls to you, lately!
Jamie and I both laugh.
Me: Okay, so can you remember the time of the split from Source?
Erik: Hell yeah!
Me: Wow! What does it feel like?
Erik: I can only speak for myself on this one.
Me: Okay.
Jamie (laughing): He’s going to get all Zen on you!
Me: What?
Erik: I’m going to get all Zen on you.
Me (chuckling): Okay. Got it.
Jamie: I’m just laughing, because the way he said it was so unnatural. It’s funny. He’s got his elbows on his knees, and he leans forward.
Erik: It’s like when the raindrop leaves the cloud. That’s how it feels.
Me: Ooo! Wait, how does that feel? I’m not a raindrop, and I’m not a cloud.
Erik: Maybe you should be, Mom.
Me (laughing, in jest): Oh, god, you little twerp. If so, I just might rain on your parade. So explain.
Erik: Well, it really doesn’t have feeling. It’s not excitement or scary or anything. It’s not like giving birth or painful or—
Me: Is it like a breath?
Erik: Yeah, like when you breathe out. You know, the air that leaves your body as easy as it came in.
Me: Okay.
Erik: I hate to disappoint you, but there are no fireworks.
Me: Well, I wouldn’t call it disappointing. You might hurt Source’s feelings, you know.
Erik (laughing): No I’m not! Source does not judge!
Me: I’m teasing, silly.
