What is the sense of life?

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According to contemporary teacher Chögyal Namkhai Norbu Rinpoche, all appearances perceived during the whole life of an individual, through all senses, including sounds, smells, tastes and tactile sensations in their totality, are like a big dream. It is claimed that, on careful examination, the dream of life and regular nightly dreams are not very different, and that in their essential nature there is no difference between them.

The non-essential difference between the dreaming state and ordinary waking experience is that the latter is more concrete and linked to attachment; the dreaming experience while sleeping is slightly detached.

Also according to this teaching, there is a correspondence between the states of sleep and dream and our experiences when we die. After experiencing the intermediate state of bardo, an individual comes out of it, a new karmic illusion is created and another existence begins. This is how transmigration happens.

Cool, but the dreaming world is always different and not coherent like our normal reality, therefore you cant rly compare these two states of consciousness. What you are describing is not the sense of life. It is the process of life.

What i asked : Is there any sense that we perceive reality. Why do we perceive reality and why do we think(cogito ergo sum).
What is the reality outside our thinkingworld? Have we ever the chance to have conscioussness afterlife?

This post was edited by cheers_appentwickler on Apr 5 2018 12:07pm

^wow cool thread. So i am not the only one with daily existential crises.

mate is the sense of life

"It is claimed that, on careful examination, the dream of life and regular nightly dreams are not very different, and that in their essential nature there is no difference between them."

Your life is a collection of what you percieve. The same way perceptions are generated when you dream. Life is a dream.

You don't think, you don't exist. Your a tiny reflection of the universe, in the function of time. Look up impermanence.

Firewood becomes ash, and it does not become firewood again. Yet there is firewood.