rudenski
A wall of streaming visions of the other side came across me as I read your post...
I can see the amazing beauty you have described as truth. The image of mingling souls in ecstasy was very much in harmony with my "knowing."I didn't recognize what you describe as sex though. Perhaps the experience is closest to the feeling of orgasm. In my NDE, I also saw the physical as the prize creation of God but in my opinion, I can not honor the cruel experiment of "His" house of pain. From my perspective, you give too much value to the physical world. There are so many broken beings down here in the train wreck that is the dimension of time.
Where you saw an eternal earth.... I saw the world end in flames... From my NDE perspective the world only ended when of all of its lessons ... there were no more answers left that souls needed answered from its existence and still time went on and on and still time marched on... until the end of time. The tyrant that is the lesser cruel aspect of God will have evolved into the loving being of light she becomes post-time but the unfathomable cruelty in between is much more alike a psychopath than any Hitler could ever have hoped to be. Before God gives any kind unimaginable punishment to anyone he should start first with himself... I would rather find the God who has moved on from playing with souls the way a slaughterhouse worker prods meat animals on to their ultimate death. I know I could not do any better but I don't have to like it.
I have spent most of my adult life trying to add a little joy to the lives of those have become broken. The more that I see...the more I come to realize that this not any place I would want to be. It is easy to say that the physical world is God's favorite gem or the like but I for one feel it is God's greatest failure. In my opinion, it would be easy to blame souls for the behavior of their bodies but all of us in this lower realm of existence where war, deprivation, intimidation, and abuse are co-conspirators in the dimension of time and death rather than co-creators. No soul is greater or less than Hitler or the abuser as our souls play as cruel marionettes or gods behind the wall of time with the puppets that are our bodies. Our souls attempt to coerce our bodies to learn lessons from time and death but they are playing with fire much like a child with a book of matches plays with the lives of everyone in an apartment complex.
What our chemically imbalanced minds and bodies do are only partially controlled by the soul. Our soul's agree to hide their light inside of Hitler's and potential Hitlers; Our souls conspire with other souls to allow themselves to be abused and become potential child abusers so by agreeing to risk potentially becoming psychotic or mentally unbalanced our souls who choose to fall into bodies are all villains in my opinion for playing along with the puppet masters' games of judgment and punishment. The best we can do, surrounded by immense cruelty, is to refuse to judge other physical bodies for their cruelty and do as little harm as we can until we escape our soul's mean spirit who thought playing god down here in hell would make them a better soul. We come in here perhaps even with the best intentions but we who keep falling back down here into hell are truly deceived. I long to be where souls no longer play god in the physical dying world of a Lesser God. I am not a mean person but if my current body and brain get a chance to have their say as to where my soul wants to go next then I will tell her/him to quit being so cruel. If I get a chance to testify against my soul again I will tell her to quit returning down here into bodies that die. If I get a chance to look into the eyes of God I will no longer hold my head down... I will look into the light and move on.