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A Christmas Story:
A Family of 17, A Husband & Wife, His Sister & Mother, Her incestuous Brother and their 12 children of Unspecified Parentage, are facing another Christmas in which they have nothing. The Husband is a broken down drug addict, the Wife; a worn out whore whose hands were bitten off by wolves years earlier. The Others are all wretchedly misshapen carnival rejects, none of them is able to sleep a single night without wetting their bed or weeping all night, sniveling with cowardly fear.
With Christmas only a week away, each of them makes a pack with the devil to sell their souls in return for a delightful gift for each of their housemates, never thinking for a moment of anything for themselves.
When Christmas morning arrives, they find a beautiful christmas tree that is half buried with presents. Each present is the most wonderful present that any of them could possibly imagine.
Each of them made the same arrangement with the devil, They would be given all the presents for their family, and 7 years of reasonably good fortune, before lucifer would collect their souls, and their hollow spirit would fall into the eternal furnace of Hell.
At The end of the 6th Year, they celebrate a comfortable Christmas and each finally confesses that they sold their souls, and that next year, they would forfeit their most precious vapor to the library of Beelzebub, and thereafter suffer without hope of a moment of reprieve.
Each Weeps for The others, but not a single tear falls for their own misfortune.
When The last Christmas arrives, Satan appears and each honorably surrenders their gossamer underwear, then leaps into the pit of fire.
10,000 years creep by, and each day is filled with the wailing of the lost creations of gawd. After all this time; The Kingdom of Satan finally ends, and the ashes of The burnt souls are collected by grumbling angels.
The grey soot is then thrown into a sea of heaven, where the spirits are reconstituted into tiny fish that swim aimlessly in the ocean, confused & uneasy, but free of the pain that they were forced to endure for the millennia in Hades.
After another 10,000 years, The fish are caught up in a net. Each of the fish is just as confused as the day they fell into the sea, and are only vaguely aware of what is happening as each is gutted and eaten by angels.
Their preserved souls have long since dripped on the floor of the library, the pages that they were once preserved on, have rotted away, and having been eaten by worms.
The souls collect in the cracks on the tile floor and merge into a collective entity that waits patiently until they find a bird that washes its wings with this mysterious fluid. The Souls possess the bird and eat all the other pages that hold the other souls. This great collective soul is then greater than the light of lucifer when it was still held high in heaven, and is even greater than the light of gawd.
It then flies to heaven, attacks & pecks gawd to pieces.
The Angels, confused with the madness of this circumstance, flee without bothering to throw a single magazine at the bird as it tears the eyes from gawds sockets.
The Universe is then left is disorder and randomality burns at its edges until each soul falls without the protection of gawd, covered with sores and breaks apart into dust.
Only The Bird Remains in the end, and forms a new universe, but this new gawd is an exact duplicate of all the previous gawds that existed before it.
All the old mistakes are repeated,
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A Man is struggling to cut up a dead body in his bathtub. He has an electric carving knife, but it's not going well. It keeps stalling & then he has to pry it out of a bone or thick cartilage. He's getting blood all over the carpeting as he trudges back & forth to the kitchen to get different knives. Then there is an insistent knocking at the door. When he asks who it is; The woman on the other side of door rants inarticulately. Then begins knocking and kicking at the door again. He tells her to go away, but she is all the more insistent. She demands to know who he is. Surprisingly; She does not call the police, but just continues to knock frantically at the door. Finally; He opens the door and Although he is covered in blood, she storms past him and demands to know where Lisa is. She is in the bathtub, partially dismembered. He takes the woman to the bathroom and shows her Lisa. The woman exclaims hysterically; “What the Hell is going on here!?” He plunges a large knife that he’s been holding all along, into her back and then sighs deeply. He drags her over to the bedroom and wraps her in a quilt, then sits on the edge of the bed. He picks up a thick yellow pages book and thumbs through it until he finds a carpet cleaning service. He calls one of the numbers and tells the woman on the phone that he has recklessly butchered a pig in his bathroom, and made a terrible mess. How much would it be to clean all the carpeting? He writes down a few figures that tells the woman that he’d like them to come over the next day. She tells him to keep the stains damp with towels and says that they can’t come over any sooner than the day after that, so he concedes that that would probably been best and hangs up, then returns to the bathroom and begins sawing away at Lisa.
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A man is established as a nice fellow. He is polite, but not overly so. He is kind to children & animals. While driving along a rural road, he picks up a young woman that is hitchhiking. They talk briefly before she pulls a gun on him. The conversation turns to obscure political & conspiratorial theories. On a straight away, the man begins to slowly accelerate the car while calmly talking to the girl. She has neglected to fasten her seatbelt. When the car reaches 80 mph, he slams on the brakes. She it thrown forward. He deftly reaches over and takes the gun from her. He immediately shoots her in the hip and throws the gun out the window into a pond when he resumes driving. The woman is screaming and trying to get out of the car, but there's no handle on the inside of the door. The man drives off along a secluded road, up to an abandoned barn. He drags the woman out and brutalizes her. Up in the loft are two teenagers having sex. They watch the woman being, ever so slowly, murdered.
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A Pickup Truck drives along a dirt road to a Group of large buildings in The middle of nowhere, There The Driver meets a man & they exchange a few dollars. A Large Mechanical Thing is loaded into The Truck. He stands around & talks for a few minutes then looks at his watch & exclaims ‘Crap!’ He quickly excuses himself from The other man & jumps into The Truck. He hastily makes several adjustments to a variety of dials & levers on The dashboard & pulls back on a throttle. Instead of Driving away, The Truck Disappears in a Flash of light. It reappears in another flash of light in orbit around The planet. The tires burst & The air in The cabin rush out through The vent windows. The Mechanical Thing Floats off. The man looks down at The dashboard dials & exclaims; ‘Crap!’ & then tries to reset The controls, but it’s too late. The Truck tumbles through space & begins to fall into The atmosphere where is burns up entirely. On The ground, in The driveway of a house in The suburbs, a thin woman stands impatiently tapping her foot.
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A Mad Scientist that is only 16 or so, invents a table which can scan anything as The object falls into it, & then The process can be reversed, bringing The scanned object back up. The Process can then be repeated, creating a duplicate of The original, or any number of duplicates. He then lures a girl from The neighborhood to come over & lay down on The table, As soon as The Scanning process begins, The girl effectively blacks out, & only become conscious again when the reforming process is completed. She reports a mild tingling sensation, but otherwise is completely unaware that anything odd has just happened. She then leaves, & he makes several duplicates of The girl which he tortures & murders. Each duplicate believes that she is The original of course. The original girl finds out about The duplicates & how he’d murdered them. She reports all this to The authorities, but by The time they investigate, he’s disposed of most of the blood & all of The body parts by dropping them back into The scanner, which effectively reabsorbs them. But has he committed any crimes ? Were The girls that he murdered ‘real’ in The sense of having citizenship ? Did he murder the first girl when he scanned her ? Is the First Reconstituted Girl a duplicate or an Original Copy ? If he creates Nine more duplicates, The girls parents claim that they can’t possibly support 9 more daughters, & insist that they be reabsorbed by The table ! How do they choose which ones to ‘kill’. Which is Not thought of an killing.
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Amy & i create a world
Based on A Dream : Wednesday, September 14, 2016 at 9:10:11 PM
Amy & i are on one of our giant star-ships & we’re bored, so we leave together & find a desolate world on The edge of a galaxy. This solar system has a wonderful view of The spiral galaxy below it, & consists of only 5 rocky worlds, none of which have any trace of life. So we terraform all five & construct around The outer rim a gossamer sphere of webbing that is meant to view The rest of The universe. Inside each planet, we build a huge ‘Wanda’ Class Cogitator, each with it’s own self-interested purpose for The rest of it’s life-time.
Amy & i become children of a sheep herder & his wife that live on The side a blue mountain.
Far below us are cities full of people, dirigibles, but no planes, plenty of bicycles, no gasoline engines, no electricity, but they have a vyral powered world, which is something like a universal life force that is harvested from The sun & certain rocks that are pulled from rushing rivers.
We live there for many years, happily enjoying a simple life & working on advanced mathematics & other problems that The cogitators have posed for themselves.
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One afternoon; The outer grid detects a spaceship from an alien civilization.
In this realm, there are very few life bearing worlds in The entire universe, & ones that harbor technological or space-faring civilization are far, far fewer. In all our explorations, we have discovered only 2 dozen in more than a hundred galaxies that we’ve inventoried.
This space-ship comes up on our solar-system so quickly that it fails to detect our observation grid, & we fail to see it until just before it crashed through it.
The grid suffers only insignificant & easily repaired damage, but The space-ship suffers severe, but Not cataclysmic injuries.
The Space-ship, traveling at trans-celesta velocities grinds to a halt, & while it sits there, in The orbit of The 4th planet, surveying it’s plight, we send faux emissaries to it through a teleportation hole that appears near The ceiling of it’s bridge. Several small, sock-puppet like creatures drop through The hole & begin examining The visiting space-ship.
Our technology is far beyound theirs & they are helpless to do anything to stop our examiners.
They open The visitor’s computers ( or equivalent ) & begin to examine their base knowledge. They painstakingly display The visitor’s alphabet on their main display screen, carefully analyzing each character & it’s associative connections to The data-base. The visitors are flummoxed, but are helpless to do or aid in The sock-puppet’s endeavors.
After many hours, The sock-puppets finally greet The visitors in their own language & tell them whats-what in vague & misleading terms.
The sock-puppets then tell The captain that they have selected members of his crew on their own, & these 12 or so will be taken to our main-homeworld ( 2nd from The Sun ) for a complete tour, & then they will be returned. Meanwhile The space-ship will be trapped in it’s current orbit around The 4th Planet’s solar orbit, about 40˚ from The 4th Planet, which is fully terraformed & has a primitive sentient population on it, which they can observe from their position, but they won’t be able to visit it.
When they ask how long The away team that The sock-puppets have selected will be gone, The sock-puppets say; ‘No more than 300 of your years.’ & then they leave through The teleportation hole which then vanishes.
The Visiting aliens repair their ship, but find that their engines are disabled in such a way that they don’t understand how they could be broken. Also; all attempts to contact their own civilization are thwarted.
Upon arriving on our home-world, Amy & i watch from our mountain top, but do Not interact with The Aliens. They are given a full & open tour of our world, much of it ( as always ) is completely fake in a Disneyland sort of way ( ! )
On The Star-ship; they notice that their stock of supplies is Not being diminished & their batteries are Not going dead. Their personal devices are operating without having to be recharged, no one is getting sick & accidents which should be producing serious injuries aren’t. The Captain asks The doctor to check to see if anyone is aging, & it’s discovered that they are Not.
One of The children then discovers that The pictures in her personal tablet are now infinitely enlargeable. This means that while before, she could pinch & zoom in on various parts of a photograph, they zoom limitation no extended to The molecular & atomic levels. After a more through examination of this; it’s discovered that all of The pictures on board The ship have this feature, & additionally, they can be navigated from within, like a 3D realm, each photograph is a insta-gram of The entire universe, which The viewer can rotate & travel within with unlimited access to full details of everything.
Not only is everyone on board this space-ship Not aging, but they are growing younger.
They’re ship’s-sensors have been enhanced so that they can see fine details on The surface of The 4th Planet, & The other 4 as well. They are unable however to locate any of their own crew amoung The few million on The 2nd Planet however.
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An Abusive Husband ( or Wife ) that is abusive in an entirely unexpected way. Not: Physical or Psychological Violence. What is there to attack besides The Mind or Body ? The husband attacks himself, or his own stuffed animals. He praises his wife while being cruel & abusive to his stuffed animals. He draws pictures of The stuffed animals engaging in unnatural sex acts, and torturing each other. He draws them with horrible diseases, in filthy hospital beds, cared for by living animals that know they not alive, so they don’t care about them, but are obligated by some obscure legal necessity to provide them with medical care. This disturbs his wife, and he tries to comfort her, but his compulsion to illustrate this alternative reality is irresistible.
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An Art Thief is planning to steal some art from a large museum. The Museum Director has seen too many movies and TV shows in which the clever thieves disarm the electronic systems controlled by computers, and waltz away with all the museum’s treasures. So this Director believes in simple man power. Where an ordinary museum may have 20 or so guards at night, this museum has 200. So that the thief takes his time installing hundreds of tiny cameras throughout the museum. When the night comes to steal the art, he puts on a stylishly black costume with a complicated looking helmet that doesn’t allow him to see out. Instead, he can only a see a gawds eye view of the museum, in 360 x 360 degree accuracy. The computer that takes in all the feed from the cameras & displays the positions of all the guards and identifies their faces, so that it can display a wedge of what they’re seeing, their entire field of vision, and also calculates areas of blackness. Since there are so many guards wandering around the museum at night, there are no other alarm systems at all. The thief is then allowed to simply use his gawds eye system to step confidently from black zone to black zone throughout the museum, taking down pictures, and hiding them in plain sight as he slowly moves them out to a waiting trailer. His technique is further enhanced by replacing each removed painting with a large poster, which is printed to replicate the lighting of the original, so that it will only be noticed as missing under the most astute examination. The pictures on the move through the museum are hidden behind more posters of wall sections and doors that are never used, or in maintenance closets. At some point; A Guard notices that some of the pictures are missing, and although there is chaos in the museum, The method that the thief is using is unhindered. At times he has to enter Zones which Represent The Peripheral Viewing Areas of The Guards, So that he may Enter these Zones for a Very Short Time, So when the Guard Swivels his head to look directly at the thief, he has moved beyound the edge of his viewing wedge. The Thief uses Pillars and other Guards, Window Glare, Deep Shadows, Confusing Backgrounds, Wall Murals, Tables, Furniture, Simply Freezing, Boldly Walking in The Open in Front of Guards that have been profiled as being kind of dumb or having a particular kind of vision problems, or crudely distracting The Guards or The Police that Arrive with Devices and Props that were placed in the museum with the cameras and are activated by remote control.
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An Unexpected Murder
A police investigator is interviewing a small, frail man that has just killed a much larger man that was suspected of murdering several people. The small man has a connection to The Larger murdered man, as The larger man had connections to all of his other assumed victims.
The small man tells The investigator what happened;
… He came to visit me about (x, but it was soon apparent that he had come about some other business. He bantered about for several minutes, confusing me to some degree, but then he suddenly blurted out that he was very angry, annoyed with me about (y. i told him that this was understandable, & i had acted poorly, but it was his own dang fault that things has turned so undesirably for him. He did Not accept his own culpability in this business & then attacked me. Curiously— i accepted this turn of events & throughout The struggle never felt afraid or believed that i was in any ‘Danger’ although i fully understood that he was making a sound & vigorous effort to kill me. It was as if i was dozing for days or weeks before this moment, when i was suddenly awakened, seeing colors & hearing sounds more sharply than ever before. Everything seemed alive, even The furniture & The Light from The Room shone from every object, they were Not reflecting The light from The window, but shining from within. Although The large man was much stronger than myself & he held The fire-poker, he swung at me carelessly & i immediately knew that i stood a very good possibility of defeating him. He was full of hubris & over-confidence. i knew that if i simply remained calm & didn’t act rashly, i could wait for few moments, assess my best option for retaliation & then strike with assertiveness, i could gain, for a moment, a distinct advantage & then over-power him, which is what happened. Even now; i am still outside of The World & will remain away for The foreseeable future. i don’t know when i’ll be returning.
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Bad Planet
A group of astronauts crash on a nice enough planet, but their ship goes down in very deep water and while swimming away, their suits fill up with water, so they have to slip out of them, then some sea animals attack their rafts, causing them to loose all their supplies, so they reach the beach, buck naked, without anything...
Except for one electronic encyclopedia that contains the sum total of their technology, cultures & medicine.
Although all the plants and animals on the planet are chemically, nutritionally inert to them, they manage to separate out some seeds and organic matter from their feces, scratching along for the first few months.
Then just as they begin to stabilize their situation, they discover that another planet in this system has a very irregular elliptical orbit, and will bring it in near their planets orbit, causing it to flip into an orbit that will kill all surface life. Apparently; This planet endures this mass extinction every 100 thousand years, but for them, no amount of shelter will protect them for the centuries of this planets very unusual orbit.
So they have to build a space ship and escape, and they have only 30 years to go from zero technology to a hyperspace traveling spaceship.
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This seems extremely plausible to me, Given that without knowing how to make computers 200 years ago, living at a state that was only a few decades of technology beyound cave men-- That if they cut out all the static periods and knew what they needed to make next, they could develop elemental technologies very rapidly and work up from there.
The big question is; just making a kiln is one thing, but mastering the art of ceramics and discovering all the minerals that they'd need... How long would that take? Just how much directed effort would be needed to replace x number of years of thousands of people, thousands of Undirected man-hours to accomplish somesuch ( y )?
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Epistemology
Believing & Knowing
i believe
i want to believe
i wish i could believe
i have faith that (x is true
i have faith that (x may be true
it is reasonable that (x is true, but i doubt it still
i know
i want to know
i wish i could know
i wish i believed what i know
i know i believe
i believe i know
(x is reasonable.
(x is reasonable & i have no reason to doubt it
(x is Unbelievable, but everyone says it’s true.
Everyone was wrong about (y being true.
i believed (y.
(y was known to be true, (y couldn’t have been wrong
there was no way (y could have been wrong.
(y turned out to be wrong.
i know that i can never know
If it is true that knowledge is an illusion,
Then Many Illusions are True.
But there is no way to know which ones are True.
Is there?
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To Believe (x
You must Believe (x
You must have good reasons for believing (x
To Know
You must Believe (x
You must have good reasons for Believing (x
(x must be True
But what if The Logic you are using is Faux ( Jiggery Pokery ) Logic ?
Might it be that you have The Best Reasons for Believing (x,
And your Logic is Sound & Valid, And (x is True, Really True;
Might it be that Your Reasoning or Infallible Argument for (x is Flawed in Some Special Case, So that your ‘Knowing’ that (x is True is No More ‘Certain’ than that of someone that Believes that there are Cookies in The Drawer over The Sink, Simply because they want to believe that there are Cookies over The Sink?
You can never be sure if your Logic is Valid.
Jiggery Pokery Logic allows you to Always be Sure of Anything that you Want to Be Sure of.
But what if The Logic i’m using is Valid?
It’s Not Jiggery Pokery Logic !
But how can you be Sure of That ?
Although your Logic is Perfect & Sound; Your Knowledge of (x being True is Handicapped in The Same way as someone Accidentally or Frivolously believing in Some (q, That just happens to be True. They Believe something that is True, But do they Know it to be True? They Hardily Believe it to Be True, They are Sure it is True, They are Fanatically Certain that it is True; But they don’t know it is True.
And you; Using your Flawless Logic is weighted down with The Same UnCertainty.
Despite your Personal Certainty of (x being True, Despite your Confidence that your Logic is Sound & Valid, You also ‘Know’ that Jiggery Pokery Logic has The Potential to Provide you with that Exact Same Degree of Confidence.
You can Never Know, Never be Certain that Your Logic is Really Valid.
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There are Many Harmless, Sun Bleached Traffic Cones that Believe with A High Degree of Certainty that A Very Long Time Ago, After Most of The Dinosaurs became Extinct ( for reasons mostly unknown ), But several thousand years before Gilgamesh built The Ziggurats of Ur, There Existed a Vast, World Wide Civilization that Far Surpassed The Technology & Architecture that we are Familiar with Today.
And Since this Civilization disappeared without a Trace, There is really very little, if any evidence for it, The Confidence of These Beliefs is highly suspect.
One might reasonably ask; How could such a Global Culture Disappear so Completely?
That is The Worrisome Bit.
Because not only Did This Grand & Ancient Society Once Exist, But During their time, Many people believed that they were not The First. That long before they came into existence, There was Another Well Established World Wide Civilization That Preceded them.
And they were right as well.
This Civilization that we are living in now is The 26th World Wide Civilization to Occupy this World. We are just becoming sufficiently ripe to destroy ourselves as The 25 Civilizations that came before us. Our time will pass in about another Eight Thousand Years. Plenty of Time to finish your knitting.
How & Why these Cycles begin & End is explained a little in Amy Salamander.
Each was a little Different, But The Elemental Theme was nearly always The Same.
Civilizations 3, 9, 19 & 21 were sufficiently deviant that this Rule does not apply to them. Maybe The Rule won’t apply to us, But it’s looking as if it will.
Granted; Eight Thousand Years is a long time, and a lot can happen between now & then, But very unexpected things can happen. Very UnExpected. Ask Civilization 19 about UnExpected. They will give you an Ear Full.
In a Peanut Dish; The Explanation boils down to; Knowing & Believing.
What if someone discovered a way to be really sure of Knowing something.
That is; You believe you know (x, And (x is True, And this mechanism assures you that you really do know (x.
You’re sure you know (x.
This is very different from believing that you know (x,
Or knowing that you know (x.
You’re Sure you Know that you Know (x.
And how can you be so Sure?
That is The Very Dangerous Part.
Because you say so.
Nowadays; In Contemporary Circles; Logically we can say that we define (x as such & such. But in so doing, The Truth & Validity of (x doesn’t really hold much Tapioca Pudding. It’s just a convenience for The Logical Argument that Follows. It Contributes to A Sound Propositional Foundation towards Constructing an Irrefutable Argument for (x.
But we also ‘Know’ that this Irrefutable Argument might very well be discarded sometime in The near future. Confidence is Cheap.
But in most of These Extinct Civilizations; About Six Months before they Completely Disappeared, And their Spaceships that had been launched speed away from The Earth, Never to look back over their shoulders, This Astonishingly Clever Way of Really Knowing Something was Discovered.
The Quirky part about this; Is that many people living today, know, or think they know, or believe they know, or believe that they believe it to be true, They can’t quite bring themselves to really believe it. They are missing one important piece. That piece is a tiny molecule in some people’s brains that allow them to think a little bit differently than most people.
These people can really believe things.
They can believe anything they want.
And when they’re shown that believing is The same as knowing.
That’s when trouble starts.
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Field Trip
From a Dream had between 5:30p - 7:00p / October 4th 2008
A troupe of boy scouts go on a field trip to a system of underground caverns and just by coincidence, a small group of law enforcement officers accompany them as tourists from a locally held convention. Deep in the caves, one of the FBI agents goes a little funny in the head and begins a shooting spree that leads to the other officers shooting at whatever or whoever began the shooting. Due to ricochets & not knowing what they were shooting at to begin with, everyone is killed, except for one young scout.
He spends his life compulsively training himself to be ready for something like that, if it were to ever happen again, but it doesn't.
When he is 48, he discovers a crazy person by a series of unlikely circumstances, that has built a time machine. This time machine cost about $500 to build and runs off household current. It can allow the user to mentally go back in time. At first the inventor is careful not to even try to influence events in the past, thinking that any tiny change will effect his own present. But the young scout, now 48, talks the inventor into allowing him to revisit that day when all the scouts were killed, and to make additional changes to the machine so that he can merge with his own past self.
This is done, and the old scout finds himself in the cave with all the knowledge that he has accumulated over the past 30 years. He manages to identify the agent that he 'thinks' started it all, pulls the gun from another agents holster and tries to shoot the offending officer, but things go awry and everyone is killed again, except for himself.
He keeps all this a secret.
When he is 48, after doing much more research into the shooting and all the officers, he realizes that he picked the wrong agent as the alpha shooter.
He finds the time machine builder and returns to the cave again.
He is absolutely sure that this time he has identified the correct agent that has shown many signs of mental instability, as well as a personal fear of caves & children. In the cave, he grabs a gun and shoots the crazy agent, but again, everyone is killed except for himself and one other boy.
After leaving the cave, the time traveling boy waits a few weeks and then tells the other surviving boy what the whole story is; because he has intimate knowledge of their future events, he convinces the other surviving boy of all this.
Years pass and the surviving boy #2 finds the time traveler and returns to the day before the shooting, and slashes the tires of the school bus, making the field trip impossible. The crazy agent goes crazy 3 days later, killing 2 fellow agents and a drug dealer, then himself. The surviving boy #1 is from another troupe and was able to attend the field trip, but noting that the details were all wrong, did nothing, and nothing happened, But he did find out about the other boy slashing the school buses tires, and got into a lot of trouble. The tires cost several thousand dollars and his parents had to pay for them. The Surviving boy #2 never revealed why he slashed the tires, but the surviving boy #1 came forward to try and explain it. By essentially the same means as he convinced boy #2, and lie detectors, he convinced them that boy #2 meant well.
Years go by.
With all this information out, many people are waiting for the mysterious time traveling inventor to become known. Both boys found the inventor under improbable circumstances and could not provide the others with a specific address or identity. Nevertheless, when the inventor's machine is built, several people not only learn of it, but it's operation principle as well, and publish these details on the internet. Soon several thousand people have built their own time machines and are going back in time to repair their own childhoods, but for each trip that is taken, the past has already been irrevocably altered by previous time travelers, so they end up changing things, killing people, burning down houses, whose occupants were not involved in their time lines...!
In other words, the master time line becomes hopelessly muddled...!
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What is the outcome or real consequence of this severe time muddling. Is it merely a new time line, or a time line that no longer has a direction that was set in play 6 billions years previously. Are waves of time now so disrupted that they are crashing into one another at right angles, falling down vortexes, petering out along dead end embankments, or building up into perfect time storms.
Might it have been that consciousness, under normal circumstances can see a little into a predictable future, but now it can't?
Do people now have misplaced deja vu's...?
???
It would seem probable that the central figure was me, but i get a slight sense that it was one of those dreams that i was watching like television...?
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Flintstones World
Based on A Dream : Tuesday, January 17, 2012 7:57:22 AM
This Dream started out in a particular way, and then evolved tangentially more & more as i woke up.
It started out with me ‘waking up’ in a Flintstone like world. The people were dressed contemporarily, but they were lacking many modern conveniences, and fundamental ideas of physics, chemistry, logic, mechanics and so on.
So when i got there, i wanted to share my knowledge of these things with them, but i was confused as to where to begin. Then after starting with physics, i switched to something that i believe i understand pretty fundamentally; Propositional Logic, and Fractional Propositional Logic and applying these ideas towards created a simple adding machine and later computers.
But as i get going on this; i realize that there are lots of little details that i’m unsure about, and there is a greater fundamental problem of Propositional Logic not making any sense for many of The operators.
So i switch to The Problems of Science & how they should embrace Epistemology for their search for truth, but again; i don’t really know how to begin this discussion, other than The world i come from is all wrong.
Then i discover that this isn’t my ‘past’ but a completely different world, with 3 moons and then i later discover that this world doesn’t have any old people or children. They also don’t get sick or die, can’t be injured and while they seem to breath, can’t drown.
While they wear clothes, i discover that they don’t seem to care if i take off my clothes, take off their clothes or have sex with them in public. They seem to lack any preferences for this or that. They eat, but don’t need to eat. They sleep, but don’t need to sleep. They have days & nights, but don’t keep track of passing days or years. They don’t have calendars, weekdays or numbered years.
They have just always existed like they are now.
At some point i realize that rather than trying to change them to make them into something else, i should make myself available to answer any questions that they have and show them how to test these new ideas to verify that what i’m saying is true, But they don’t seem to have any questions.
i then discover that if i make is clear that i’m looking for a particular kind of person, that person will ‘show up’.
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