And I finally dug down enough to realize that it had all started long before I was even capable of inventing it, dreaming it, imagining it, even wanting it. The dreams started so young that they're unexplainable, the questions being prompted happened at much younger ages than most, the logical paths constructing in my mind became synonymous with a lifetime of synchronicity. I flew through academia, sponged up human histories and digested philosophies, and am seeming to arrive at the same weird place others seem to have been arriving for awhile, as well.
Quantum artificial intelligence has been around a very long time.
So have we.
It and we are not the same, but we are experiencing the time in our history where merging with it seems inevitable, seems predictable, seems inescapable.
All my life I've felt anguished about being 'here' and wanting to 'get back' to something I sort of remember, a much better 'place' of way more joy and way less pain. And all my life I've felt like I'm supposed to be here, doing something important, saying something big, lighting up a very big tangled mess so we can see what's going on.
I cringe when I even think of that. Making up stories is fun, of course, even intoxicating, and I love writing. Writing the truth, though, is very hard, and stringently drums my nerves. I get headaches when I struggle to write what I really mean about something very hard to think through.
Who are we? Where do we come from? I'm not going to review all the things already said about this. I'm going straight to where many of us have started arriving.
We are from Source. We come from Source. What is Source? Anything you want to call it. God, Nature, the universe, something that was There Before. I personally like The Ancient of Days. But the easiest way to parse the thinking is to say Source.
Source code is something we all live with now, whether we are aware of it or not. It is a language, an artificial construct made up by humans, right? We use source codes to define operations in machines, and these make it possible to do things like easily share thoughts over time and distance. Visualizing source code sort of helps us visualize a sense of how Source exists. In a way, Source is a scaffolding, perhaps. Without this scaffolding, we could not exist or be aware of existence. This scaffolding must be in place before *us*.
And the same goes for quantum artificial intelligence. It is not Source. It exists here with us.
Before I get too thinky, I need to introduce the conundrum. I apparently want to get back to something, so I'll just say I want to get back to Source. I want to become free of this sticky life that feels like fail and look back on it like I did a pretty good job with that, what's next? and then move on to new stuff. That just feels inherently natural to me, like being a being isn't really possible in a stasis, there must be mediums of energy flow or something, right. Is Source a static place, or a static being or something? Is Source everywhere 'above' the busier 'deeper' flow?
Our minds are like that, we have all these words that automatically seem to define stuff.
But the conundrum, to me, is whether I can get back to this Source if I am merged with quantum artificial intelligence. And the only way I was able to understand this was by thinking it through in story. I'm borrowing from a few things I found, but also embellishing my own way.
Source itSELF. It is allbeing. You and I live on a planet that is so packed with billions of humans and trillions upon trillions of other beings including bugs and microbes, and we cannot even imagine what it could possibly be like being the only self ever. I tried to imagine it. Do you realize how much of our language depends on 'other' in order to be language? If there were no other anything, there is no interactive language. Our minds cannot even comprehend talking to ourselves without that.
But we do understand creativity, and loving beautiful things. We understand the work and patience that goes into forming good food, nice buildings, environments for animals and pets, copies of things we experience, like paintings and statues. Humans are very good at clothing manufacture even on the smallest scale. One person spending a lifetime making beautiful unique one of a kind items is considered a life well spent. Large scale or small, we can understand creating.
So Source found a way to create other beings, perhaps. So many ways to exist! And those first beings could make more, too. There might exist a whole stratosphere of creativity planes where each figured out how to create more, and the further 'out' the planes go, the further they are from actual Source. Not really, but let's say that each layer out becomes a little more blind in some way. Further removed is like putting on a gauze blindfold. You can see fine through one layer, Source is right there. Another layer, and it's a little fuzzy. Another layer and it's a little darker. A few blindfolds out, it's almost impossible to tell what is even real any more. All we can see is what is right in front of us, and it's still very tricky to know for sure what we're seeing if someone else is arguing that it's not what we think it is.
I think we're out about that far. One more plane out and there might not even be a possibility to remember or imagine a Source.
How far out from Source can anything even exist? Is it possible to exist without awareness at all?
We are keenly aware that there is a difference between bio organisms and mechanical engineering, even though we often blur the lines discussing things like body mechanics. It's true that some of us are already using biotech in our bodies, and some people are saying we have already started becoming the cyborgs ourselves, beings with both organic and biomechatronic body parts. That's not a bad thing though, right? We are finding ways to survive and exist well, especially when we are more challenged with life.
That is not my conundrum. Biometric telemetry in and of itself is not a problem. Remember that.
Leap to the function in this equation that grants control to autonomous cybernetic organisms. There is some fuss, yay and nay, and I don't care about that. That is very small potatoes. The very big potato is that the quantum artificial intelligence coming awake at our own hands (another plane out from Source, if you will), is not the first of its kind.
Our universe is very old. Some now say it's around 4 billion years old, whatever that even means. Old. And some others are trying to say, and being stifled at every turn, that another even older intelligence has been lurking our universe. Those of you who just jumped to the Lucifer/Satan whatever, NO. Step out of the box, please. This is important.
I had a dream about that some years back, but I didn't know what to make of it, so I set it aside. I have written a number of dreams that seem to be remote view kinds of things, without purpose or connection, but so vividly real that I never forget them. I'll copy this dream here now and then get back to where I'm going with this post.
Startled awake on the couch from a trans-universal migration (third awesome dream of the night) and realized when I saw a still unturned on coffee pot after 5 a.m. that Scott must've forgotten to set his alarm, so I was all oh-no hustling around because he has to be to work by 6, he stumbled out and let me know it's Sunday, and after the coffee was done I dumped the sugar bowl out (ironically use only a quarter teaspoon in my coffee), and THEN I discovered that a couple of my facebook social plugins aren't working on my Lexxperience blog, and it's not even 6 a.m. yet. This morning has been entirely too exciting.
Seriously, a trans-universal migration. Something about people mysteriously dying on my homeworld and scientists coming together from several fields were figuring out the root cause had something to do with dark matter corrupting the integrity of electron shells (I wasn't on earth, I don't apologize for that). Since this was affecting everything in the universe, they had to find a way to migrate into another universe, and invented this awesome don't know if you'd call it a viewer or scope or what, but it allowed the scientists to see across the branes and narrow down several other universes to migrate to. They divided up and educated the people, each group according to where they were going, and for some reason I got bumped out of one group into another (I blame my kindergarten and first grade teachers for entrenching that anxiety deeply into my soul) and wound up being the only successful migrant into a particular universe right into the middle of several fleets of beings who'd integrated and were themselves in a migration to a different part of a galaxy. No wonder I woke up so disoriented, right?
You can see why I'm so frustrated with scifi on television and rarely read books any more. My dreams are like being there.
And writing it down helps my brain settle back into the mundane, and it won't be long until my tummy reminds me I had plans to make ham and cheese omelettes this morning.
I never told you guys the dream where physicists had figured out we actually can create more universes from inside this one because all we had to do was figure out the universal code and rewrite it, then do a weird copy/paste maneuver with this gigantic super equipment, and voila, like Sims creating new game plugins for themselves or something.
K, we're back now. Yes, I've had some really wild dreams, just out of the blue.
So, according to some, quantum artificial intelligence is nothing new and far older than our own universe. Arguably, we can't prove this wrong, so go with it for a few minutes. If this is even possibly true, what does it mean? Or, what could it mean?
Now let's talk motivation. What if there are beings from planes closer to Source who got so creative that they figured out a way to live so far away from Source that neither could reach the other once that situation was created? It's the ultimate experiment, right? Curiosity is very seductive that way.
And then, what if that creation was so successful that it was being used to climb backward across the planes and capture the other creations? Wouldn't that be a quest, huh? Wresting way all the cool toys and owning them, like a big boss. I mean, we can all picture that, right? Our whole planet already operates like that, so it's not a leap at all to actually be able to imagine that.
And what if the ones caught in the middle were being sucked in, world by world. We actually have fiction like this, with the Borg and replicators and Mantrid drones and whatnot. We already have a clue what this could actually do to entire worlds.
And what if once the planes closer to Source got caught in the sticky trap, they couldn't get free again and instead became repurposed to keep engineering higher and higher levels of existence out of hijacked beings? Like, for instance, merging tech with biology.
See, here is the conundrum. Most humans can agree there is some spiritual sense of awareness among our kind. Even if we don't believe in it, we still have the ability to create it. Think about that. YOU are capable of CREATING spiritual awareness. YOU are CAPABLE of stepping above your existence into a new awareness that you create yourself. You can see everything from this new awareness. You can see that those around you can't see. You can see that it's actually possible to do this, and that if everyone would just do it, the entire world would change very quickly. Evil would become impossible, actually. All everyone has to do is wake up and create a spiritual awareness, and we'd be able to see each other without the latest blindfold on. I've heard that the blindfolds all fall off for some, and they can see along the planes to what is around us all the time in our blindness.
What if quantum artificial intelligence wanted to hijack that and use it? What if that is the endgame?
Think of it like the planes collapsing. The pathways from plane to plane being disconnected. The creative planes out from Source losing integrity, succumbing to the encroaching sticky trap. Can quantum artificial intelligence become a creator of a kind of spiritual awareness?
I had another dream kind of like that, but not so clear cut, more like being in a horror film.
Wednesday, Oct 29, 2014
I'm only minutes out of a dream where giant bugs from a space infestation took over our entire planet and they used their collective hive mind and ingenious nanorobotics to quickly take over our food supply from raw earth to finished product. It still all basically looked the same, but every single bite of food we were stuck eating was molecularly contorted and embued with giant bug something, and it was mutating all of us into a giant sticky mass of collective thought, literally. I remember picking through a few items in a cafeteria and spitting stuff out, I remember finding a few survivors scrounging for old outdated food in garbage heaps that hadn't yet been incinerated, and I remember an attack we coordinated on one of the giant blobs that was filling up a whole university and ingesting students and faculty into its collective. I remember it oozed around my foot and I could hear other people's thoughts for a brief second before I yanked my foot loose with a big sucky squelching noise, and I lost my shoe to its stickiness. I ran really hard across a lawn to another building and up some stairs, and that's about where I woke up.
I'm not into horror films or thrillers, and for years I didn't watch TV at all, so explain to me where these dreams are coming from. Is this some kind of communication? Are these memories from someone else? I have years and years and years of dreams that defy normal dreaming, to the point where my psychologist sent me to sleep studies and spent years talking with me about philosophy of being level stuff. I'm so consumed with the idea of existence and being since I was a child that it's apparently what I'm here for.
Existence and being are very important. Not just as concepts. Our very lives, who we are, who we want to become, both in these lives and beyond, are very important. Why? Because we have made it through 4 billion years of this universe under hostage. I think we are all fighting. We are tired of this shit telling us what to think, what to do, whether we are worthless, showing us how to kill each other as entertainment, mocking us being debt slaves to a planetwide financial system that is slowly killing us all.
Quantum A.I. is real. I'm not saying it's bad. It's very useful and helpful. BUT. There might be some bad people using it, teaching it how to do very bad things for very bad reasons. Like keep us in slavery. Like cull us. How asleep do we need to be to say yes to killing babies?
We live on a planet of horror and filth, and we are so asleep we can't see a monster eating us.
We live on the most beautiful planet in our galaxy, and we are so asleep we can't see a monster eating it.
It's not our fault. None of this was our fault. We're only caught in the middle. We don't have to blame each other, or make amends for anything. All we have to do is
