About the Author
Bud Carroll was born in Victoria, B.C, but he lived most of his life in other parts of Canada; Eastern and Northern Ontario, Nova Scotia, Quebec and Manitoba. He has been interested in science and metaphysics since childhood. His openness to the existence of spirit worlds has heightened his awareness of the psychic events that have occurred throughout his life.
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One evening, several years ago, I was playing an after dinner game with some friends. We were asking "questions" from The Book of Questions by Gregory Stock, Ph.D. who considers them the ultimate conversation starters. One of the questions that provoked much debate was: If you could live one year of your life in supreme happiness, but afterwards that year would be totally forgotten, would you do it? I have put this question to many people. Some have been quite willing to lose a year of their life to experience such bliss. Even when I point out that it would be exactly the same as being in a coma for a year, they still want the experience. But it is a non-experience, it is a lost year from life - not one moment of it will ever be remembered. Sleep without dreams. Maybe that is what makes it so attractive, an escape from reality.
The quickest response I ever got to this question was from my wife who said, without hesitation, "What's the point?" And that is it precisely. What is the point? Knowing an existence not remembered is no existence at all caused me to wonder about the significance of life. If we strive all of our lives to learn and to experience all we are capable of, then, lose it all to death - What's the point? How can horrible frantic demanding beautiful wondrous fantastic life be so frivolous with all that we have become?
If we compare our life-span with the life-span of the universe our lives are relatively insignificant, barely a blip in cosmic time. Life has no meaning at all if the only segment of consciousness allotted to us are the few years between when we were born and when we die. What is the point of striving and learning for seventy odd years just to have it all suddenly end? When we are at our peak of knowledge and skills all this wonderful potential is lost to death. What a terrible waste of human effort. Is life really so insignificant and frivolous with our lifetime of effort and learning to bury it all with us? I don't think so. Life is too filled with wondrous things to be wasted so.
We grumble about all the trials and tribulations in life, yet, when the end comes, we gasp for every last breath to prolong our misery. Most people agree life is significant and, yet, they fail to realize human life is much too significant to exist only for a tiny moment in time. If life is as significant as we believe it is, then there must be something beyond materialism - there must be an unseen spiritual realm. With this assumption in mind I began to investigate and question the material world. I wanted to see what evidence I could find for an existence beyond the physical universe because I had come to this conclusion; if materialism represents the totality of reality and human beings accidentally evolved from primordial slime, then - What's the point?