Tuesday, May 01, 2007

Cybernetic Reproduction

Neo-flesh covered cybernetic entities produce miniature versions of themselves that grow over a 21 year period into adult versions. Sex is for both personal fulfillment and procreation.

Each world is encased in orbs of neo-metal which in turn are enclosed within a larger orb. In effect, the larger orb is the known universe.

Some theorize that other orbs exist outside their universe containing worlds that exist as well as those in their known universe.

In an accidental time travel incident, archeologists from the known universe travel through a gateway out of their universe and into another universe or universes and make a startling discovery. They find a skeleton of an entity like themselves, but it is not made of neo-bone, but rather of a nonmetalic substance unknown to entitykind. The substance is named anti-bone. The records show that this "entity" was covered in anti-flesh and existed millions or billions of years before the arrival of entitykind. Some wonder if perhaps this accidental revelation was not so accidental after all. The original anti-entity could have made the time travel possible so that entitykind could learn the source of their being and world. Some then wondered how the anti-entity came to be and if there were others like it. Others insisted the discovery be kept secret as to not undermine society's smooth functioning.

The return trip was made impossible, but the discoverers were able to continue their existence, apparently forever, in the newly discovered universe where they lived a new existence without any further contact with their past universe. Perhaps they themselves would someday design a world within their world and cause a time traveler from its distant future to find their neo-bone remains.

Friday, March 23, 2007

Intelligent Life in the Universe

A million years from now humanity will encounter beings whose perceptional organs do not permit them to perceive us even though we will, of course, detect them. Humanity will attempt to detain them physically, and while they appear to not move as far as they are concerned, in their world they continue doing what they would have done had no "outside" interference affected them. In the alien's world, the non-perceived influence merely caused other normal fluctuations in their normal world.

If the tables were turned, theoretically, between the two species and their encounter of each other, might humanity not realize that they had been impacted or might even be presently impacted, by beings that we are incapable of perceiving, but are, nevertheless, present in their own reality?

Thursday, January 11, 2007

The Future Creates the Past

Imagine a perfect being from the very distant future where perfection, as well as near perfection, has been achieved by sentient intelligences. Before the final death throes of the universe, or the metaverse if there really is a metaverse, this perfect being travels eons back in time knowing all that would happen in the universe. This perfect being travels back in time to a point before the actual occurrence of the Big Bang and jump starts the event itself.

Of course, quantum mechanics being what it is, the very same set of events do not come to pass as they did during the previous perception of the universe. Nevertheless, the general direction and chain of events would be very similar. This pre-knowledge of how things should turn out the second time around, would in effect be as close to omniscience as is possible.

The question as to how or where this perfect being came from in the first place, has no meaning. How can it? The simplest answer is that the future was the source of its being. The future will ever be the source of its being. The future really does contain the seeds of its own past because the future is perfect. It is perfect because it is still in the process of being born, unlike the past which came and went with all its imperfections and the present which is continually becoming the past.

The End creates the Beginning. The Beginning creates the End. It is all a cycle.

Saturday, November 18, 2006

The Eighth Universe

The hosts of light are safely inside the Transparent City.
The confederacy of darkness surrounds the victorious city.
Beyond them, in an outer circle, an almost perfect circle, stand the mysterious people of the Fields of Colored Light.
They never imagined this could happen to them.
They wanted to be inside the City of Light. Instead, they stand far apart from those making war against the Rulers of Light and the victorious city.
Having made the wrong decision, they could not be allowed entrance into the City of Light.
However, neither do they find themselves capable of fighting against the brilliant city.

They are all gradually transported to an alternate universe of life.
As they traverse each of the known seven dimensions, they glow with the strange hues of the Fields of Colored Light.
With unfathomable and perplexing joy, they worship the all-understanding, all mysterious God of the central universe of light.
Again, they never imagined this could happen to them.
He waited till the end to let them know He had foreseen the second mysterious principle.
Not evil, but not immaculate righteousness either.
It was a nameless principle at the end of the Eighth Universe.
There they would wait for a new solution, a revelation, if there would ever be one.
Or there they would worship the eternal God within the Fields of Colored Light He had foreseen though had kept secret.

The children of the Eighth Universe would never be like those of light, nor of darkness.
Their ways would forever be a mystery, though not a threat.
Their culture would not equal that of Light; neither would it be greatly inferior.
They would exist on a plane a little lower than those of Light.

These Others, those of the Eighth Universe, would ever remember who they had been on Earth.
All the culture of Earth that was worth preserving they would perpetuate on Earth III.

Every eighth day they would come before God to worship the all encompassing being.

December 29, 1979, Saturday, 12:30 a.m.

Yes, I know much of this piece is unbiblical. It is a kind of partial universalism. If only for its idealism or conceptual beauty or wonder, I thought it curious to post here. I had totally forgotten that I had written this piece at age 24.

For related or more biblical versions of this Third Road or option, please see the following links:

http://realjesuscristo.blogspot.com/2006/07/never-ending-perfect-day.html
http://perfectfuturo.blogspot.com/2006/06/third-road-even-narrower-one.html
www.perfectfuturo.com/Eighth.html

Friday, October 27, 2006

World Trade Center 3001

Build a virtual time machine and travel back to September 10, 2001: the day before the twin towers fell. Take along with you a list of all the planes that crashed and the passenger lists. Underscore the names of the terrorists on each list. From the 101st floor of one of the towers, fax the list to major newspapers, radio stations, as well as the FBI, CIA and the White House. Cause all major airports to be shut down until the Towers are emptied and guarded.

When the Towers fail to fall on the following morning, go forward in time to September 11, 3001. Stand at the base of the Twin Towers and look straight up at the aging and abandoned towers that stand as a monument to your time traveling achievement.

Instead of documentaries about the destruction of the Twin Towers, only what-if movies will be filmed about what almost took place.

Saturday, October 21, 2006

Nails of Peace

Buy a large nail or a spike like those used for constructing railroad tracks.
Dip it in gold, or silver, or copper or blood.

Engrave on it words of peace only.
Attach a harness and equip it with a small parachute.

Fly over a war-ravaged country.
Drop your emissary of peace out of your airplane.

Repeat until wars become a distant memory.

Saturday, September 30, 2006

Secret Cities in the Cylinders of the Sky

" ... shut up the words, and seal the book until the time of the end; many shall run to and fro, and knowledge shall increase.” Daniel 12:4 (New King James Version)

Once a year at different times of the year, so as not to draw attention, a special event took place on the secret flours of the four cylindrical skyscrapers in the capital of MarContinuo. When these colossal towers had been constructed four multi-national concerns were the first to purchase floors 66 through 99 of each tower. Such was the wealth on display that the financial institutions approved the unusual requests of the same set of floors being purchased simultaneously by four different corporations. Especially convincing was the huge list of other corporations that these four would bring with them to the gargantuan towers of the capital.

Each building had a private freight elevator that connected each of the 33 floors of all four buildings to the storage and deliveries entrance on the ground floor. So as not to tip anyone off, the first few years were normal deliveries, but occasionally strange oblong crates would arrive at the service entrance. Such was the influence of each of the four corporations that none but the foolish would complain about the unusual size of the crates being delivered and transported to each of the 33 floors.

After a century of having completed all the internal miniature cities that now existed on each of the 33 floors, the addition of the moon's companion satellite caused colder temperatures to begin wreaking havoc on the earth. It was at this time that the internal cities began their secret life, in earnest. The residents hardly ever left their 33 floors. Only a few dignitaries would leave to meet with officials and to survey the ever advancing long-range winters that kept returning earlier and earlier each year. Before the final winter would descend on the capital of MarContinuo, the secret cities inside the four cylindrical towers were life-supporting as where the various types of aircraft that were positioned on the central levels of the 33 floors.

Before the last spring came, never to return, one night when the small satellite of the moon exploded, all of the sliding panels of the four cylinders surrounding the 33 floors slid open for the first and last time. All aircraft hastily departed before the tragedy of the satellite's explosion subsided and their secret escape not remain secret for very long.

Those that remained were amazed and disturbed that so much had taken place on those 33 floors. Since the eternal winter was almost upon them, it made very little difference what remained or had existed on those 33 floors. There would be nothing left if ever the eternal winter ended for the elements would have destroyed and rendered useless any technology and secret systems of survival that had once existed on each of the 33 floors.

The shadowy inhabitants of those 33 floors had planned this for thousands of years and were now heading to their final destination, the stars from which their ancestors had come.

Related tales: http://perfectfuturo.blogspot.com/2006/05/MarContinuo-cities-beneath-roads-of.html
http://perfectfuturo.blogspot.com/2006/05/cities-of-distant-future.html

Thursday, August 24, 2006

The Future Begins in Anonymity

"The Nephilim were on the earth in those days—and also afterward—when the sons of God went to the daughters of men and had children by them. They were the heroes of old, men of renown." Genesis 6:4 (NIV)

There was only one man who felt he had, at least, some of the answers to the age-old questions. How to survive in an ever-dying world? Instead of continuing with the centuries-old human stock, he sensed that fresh blood, newer genes, enhanced capabilities were in order. Vruughil (vroo-jeel) had no idea when he met Matrunsula (mah-troon-soo-lah) that not only would she be his first Wife, though he had, in fact, been married before, but that she would be the first Matriarch of a race of humans that would meet the future successfully in spite of its temporal shifts and challenges. Most ancient records record his name as Vruughil, though some made mention of a previous name with a secret meaning that has been lost in the confusion of the centuries leading up to the former Vumvuzhil's (voom-vuh-zheel) descendants and their historic departure from Earth aboard the interstellar craft of 2844.

Something in Vruughil's genetic make-up caused his first son, Antares, to develop slower than other children. What initially was thought to be perplexing retarded growth, was later revealed to be growth on a different scale than other human children. Antares grew every three years, though it was gradual so as not to appear more abnormal than was necessary. In order to allow the boy to catch up with other humans his age, the family secluded themselves in the hills outside of upstate New York and home-schooled the child until he was well beyond his high school graduation stature. When he was finally presentable to go to college his education had progressed years beyond that of 18 year olds in their first year of college. Additionally, he had been in possession of cognitive abilities that were not typical of 18 year old humans. He had the unusual foresight to see the distant future backwards, which caused him great perplexity and distress as it did his parents who were ever privy to his startling revelations of Earth's future in retrograde.

His records had to be adjusted, of course, so as not to draw attention to the fact that he was years older than his apparent age. While it was not unheard of for an individual to begin his or her college education at age 54, it would have been too problematic to imagine that the 18-year-old looking male was, in fact, 54. There had been no hospital records of Antares' birth, and since Vruughil's wealth permitted him eccentricity, DNA tests confirmed that, in fact, Antares was his son, and was belatedly issued a birth certificate, thus allowing the medical examiners to determine Antares' chronological birth to be almost 18. His father intentionally selected October 22, as the boy's birthday due to an obscure 19th-century movement that had started on that day in 1844.

Time had a different meaning for Antares, and to delay further suspicion, he finished his education in five years' time, changing majors and schools yearly, and graduated in absentia, though had he simply spent those years in one location, he would not have aroused undue attention. The risk was in accidentally forming emotional bonds that would lead to offspring that were not what his parents had planned for him.

When Antares was 23 he married the first of many women with whom he would sire the special class of humans that would take the approaching turn-of-the-millennium by surprise and leave Earth for worlds beyond and temporal eras ever in flux with the simplicity of Earth's time sequences.