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PHANTOM PAIN

 

Can ghosts feel pain? They don't have bodies or a nervous system. Most of the time we can't see or hear them. So its not like we'd know.


That's not what I am referring to though.


I'm referring to pain that one can feel in a body part that is no longer connected to the body. 

When I lived in New Orleans I met a woman who used to be a police officer. She got in a really bad car wreck and ended up losing an arm. 

Her arm was amputated right above the elbow. 

She would sometimes complain of feeling pain in her hand that she no longer had. I asked her how do you know its your hand that is hurting. 

She said she just remembered what it was like to have pain in her hand. 

She was on quite a few pills so I can't just use her as an example but in the medical community phantom pain is a very real thing. 


It occurred to me that if the brain can convince you that a part of your body that no longer exists is in pain, then what is pain?

It it an illusion? Does pain exist outside of the perception of the being experiencing it? 

I understand now why monks undergo such "painful" training. If you can concur pain, you can concur fear. If you have mastered fear then you can become limitless. 



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