pigfarmer
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Genuinely interested in some feedback.
For me cases like James Leininger and Ryan Hammonds are the most compelling. If small children can provide detailed information about a deceased person's life it certainly means there is some mechanism at work where at least a part of someone's consciousness survives. It might not mean Life After Death as we traditionally view it but the highly scientific term 'damned Freaky' about sums it up. In Ryan's case he seems to have some detailed memories about 'in between' where I don't think James does.
I like these best because they have some serious research behind them from the University of Virginia's Division of Perceptual Studies. You can see these cases on different tv programs and so forth, but I don't do couch based research. From what I've seen it would be hard to just dismiss these out of hand, although many do.
So what would it take to convince you? Not something blunt and direct like your long Grandma walking in the door and giving you tomorrow's Lottery numbers. Not something fuzzy like a butterfly landing on your head.
What would it take for real?
For me cases like James Leininger and Ryan Hammonds are the most compelling. If small children can provide detailed information about a deceased person's life it certainly means there is some mechanism at work where at least a part of someone's consciousness survives. It might not mean Life After Death as we traditionally view it but the highly scientific term 'damned Freaky' about sums it up. In Ryan's case he seems to have some detailed memories about 'in between' where I don't think James does.
I like these best because they have some serious research behind them from the University of Virginia's Division of Perceptual Studies. You can see these cases on different tv programs and so forth, but I don't do couch based research. From what I've seen it would be hard to just dismiss these out of hand, although many do.
So what would it take to convince you? Not something blunt and direct like your long Grandma walking in the door and giving you tomorrow's Lottery numbers. Not something fuzzy like a butterfly landing on your head.
What would it take for real?