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    Where forward thinking terrestrials share ideas and information about the state of the species, their planet and the universe, living the lives of science fiction. Introduction
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    Wow. This Youtube video is really amazing, showing army ants spiraling out of control, and looks like a galaxy. Sucks for the ants though.

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=prjhQcqiGQc

    Fri, Jun 28, 2013  Permanent link

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    It's been an awful long time since I have been on this site or posted anything. So returning to this site, I figured I'd post a poorly written short story I wrote called SILLY STRING THEORY. I hope you enjoy it. It's a silly play on death and string theory.




    FLASH - and I shot through the atmosphere and into space. As I continued away from Earth, I saw the true view of the planet and it resembled a ball of multicolored yarn. I myself (whatever my name was, I don’t remember) travelled on a thin wire.
    I followed what I thought was a spider but as I drew closer I noticed it looked like spun twine. Tiny strings beneath it tapped at the wire and coasted forward.
    Earth and the solar system were far away now. We continued through our galaxy and curved away from the bright center of the Milky Way. Was the black hole feeding? I could not tell, but thousands of wires fell into the crushing light, as did stringy spheres that rode them. What were they doing? My wire wobbled and I looked forward. My companion shook the line again and it curved farther away from the black hole.
    “That is a party we’re not invited to. You need to be initiated to get into it.” My companion’s voice sounded like a small woman that sucked on helium. It was a bit annoying.
    We continued away from our galaxy and travelled on past other galaxies, but we kept a great distance from them. How fast were we going? They moved by us so quickly. Were they moving too? At times a supernova would pop and the energetic residue showered us. My body would shiver and calm and feel hot and cold. Or was it a tingle that rattled my core? Did I, was it… No, it couldn’t. It felt like billions of feathers tickled my privates and I, well… I looked down and found no love parts. What was I? I resembled my companion in form, just a bundle of glowing strings in the shape of a sphere and little nubs that tapped at the wire. What is this body and why aren’t I afraid? I nearly wobbled off the wire.
    “Focus forward and don’t look down!” My squeaky companion ordered.
    I listened to her, to it, and continued. The black of space began to change into spectra of color like some astronomical aurora borealis. I saw black turn to red and blue and yellow and green and in between and back again but then the colors faded. I went to speak but for some odd reason, I just couldn’t. It was as though my vocal chords had been tangled.
    I focused on my senses. I know I saw like eyes do, for I saw what I’ve said thus far. Feelings were spontaneous, hot and cold, sharp and soft, but I felt no fear, but I could have sworn I smelled some kind of soap, or was it bubble gum? Does space even have a smell or was I riding some bubble gum string? I tasted carbon. Or was it carbonation, like a sour pop with bursting bubbles? How could I have any senses without a nose, mouth, eyes or even fingers?
    More galaxies passed. They varied in size and shape. Some were spiral and some egg shaped and others like clouds. We came close to one galaxy that looked like a sunny side up egg but with a white yolk at its center. The central glow undulated like a weightless sea of milk. It grew brighter as I neared. I flowed forward in a trance, cutting through other wires as I did. A few wooly spheres yelled at me and one with what sounded like a strict New York accent shouted, “Don’t cross the streams pal!” But I couldn’t help it: the light was so beautiful. My wire zigzagged, angles sharp. It became taut and I felt unbalance but I was so close. I could hear laughter and cheers and, was that, the sound of drums and bass? Were they all dancing? Was the center of the galaxy where the wires and spheres converged? Suddenly my wire came to a point and I stopped short. I fell to the side but regained balance. Before me was a sphere of wooly yarn that changed colors like the cosmic borealis. It was enormous and towered over me and bobbed up and down on a wire as a road.
    “WELL, YOU LOST LITTLE PLUCKER?” Its voice was so loud it sounded like a thunderstorm swallowed a billion bears.
    “WELL?”
    I shook in fear and my twine unraveled and sagged.
    “There you are!” Came that holy voice of vinegar. “Sheesh, I’m sorry great Bouncer. He is new to his true form and tied up in the confusion.”
    “WHY DID HE LEAVE HIS GALAXY?”
    “Oh, I’m showing him the Wrapper. But we’ll go back to our galaxy afterwards.”
    The great Bouncer ‘s color stopped at red, then faded into a soft green and blue.
    “LITTLE PLUCKER, BE ON YOUR WAY. WHEN YOU GET OLDER YOU WILL BE ABLE TO GET INTO OUR SINGULARITY PARTY.”
    My companion nudged me and we began to move away.
    “AND BE CAREFUL WITH THE PATH YOU TAKE. THERE ARE A LOT OF HIDDEN BLACK HOLES OUT THERE, ILLEGAL PARTIES TRYING TO STEAL STRINGS AND WIRES,” shouted Bouncer, sending ripples down our wire.
    “AND CHECK YOUR STRINGS! THEY LOOK FLIMSY!”
    A curl of my partner twisted up. “Thanks again great Bouncer!”
    We fled away like cotton balls in wind. I looked back once more and saw Bouncer rush back down into the bright bloom of light, that Singularity party.
    “Never mind that now. You’ll get back to yours soon enough. Now stay focused on the path, and stay close behind me!” Her voice was so sharp that it nearly split my ends.
    Soon galaxies became sparse until there was nothing but stray atoms that danced like mosquitoes near us, attracted by our glow. Then we were there, at the end of the universe.
    “Well, here you go kiddo. The Universal Wrapper!”
    Before me was what looked like soundproof foam material that moved like a melting mirror. I drew closer and gazed at my reflection. I peered through my curls of glowing strings. There, deep in the fibers was my life, or what it was when I was alive, on Earth. It was my past, my love now gone, my family, friends, pains, broken dreams, and then – my death. I felt knots like muscle tense.
    “It’s normal to feel emotion. That’s what you are, a ball of energy, E-Motion, Energy in Motion, you in your purest form. But you never really die.” Her voice was suddenly softer. There was a familiarity about her, something familiar in her folds. Was she my sister? But I didn’t have one when I was alive.
    “No, I’m not what you think. I am your SuperPartner. I am what you never were and could have been.” A string of hers bent like a smile.
    I looked back at the Wrapper wall and went to touch it but a force held me back.
    “You can’t do that. “ Her voice returned to that whiny shriek. “That wall keeps us, all this noise in.” She waved behind us with a curl. “But once the noise calms and the lights expire, then the party is over and we’ll have work to do.”
    My strings twisted in a confusion.
    “You’ll understand, once we all calm down and the Wrapper fades. Then we’ll meet others beyond, in the other Multiverses and the real party begins. I’m talking quantum foam parties!”
    A ripple of excitement buzzed through me. I turned and there saw a complete view of the universe.
    “Wow,” rang my chords.
    “Really? That’s all you have to say?”
    All I could do was shrug a string.
    I looked closer at the universe. A super-clustered mass of stars formed a head. Smaller clusters formed eyes, a mouth that smiled and, were those stray stars pimples? The universe is only fourteen billion years old after all, still young and naïve.
    “We have to go.” She moved down our wire and I began to follow. “When we get back, we will dive into your black hole. It might look tiny, smaller than a pinhead, but it’s enormous, so unravel responsibly. Then you can party till the sun goes out… All of them!” She squirted a laugh that reverberated my elements. “We’ll have a quick drink at a neutron star before we head back.”
    She vanished down the wire and left a blur of light as a trail. I felt the wire tug and pull me and I was about to fly forward at light speed but before I did, I glanced at the universal face again, and I could have sworn I saw it wink.
    Sun, Jun 23, 2013  Permanent link

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    Wow, haven't posted anything in a while. Have so much catching up to do! Here's an article I hope you will all find interesting and informative and helpful in some way.

     http://www.livescience.com/18814-humans-spooky-quantum-entanglement.html?utm_content=LiveScience&utm_campaign=seo%2Bblitz&utm_source=twitter.com&utm_medium=social%2Bmedia 
    Sun, Mar 4, 2012  Permanent link

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    I was watching a bunch of ants working together, collecting food between the cracks of the sidewalk, and I thought to myself, these creatures are like the video I posted a few weeks ago, about ants acting like fluids. And I thought to myself, we, humans, don't act like this, do we? Do we act like lesser elements, like particles bumping into each other and forming little groups, and forming atoms? Will society ever rise up in the ranks of formation and cooperation, and form elements like Hydrogen and Oxygen and form an ocean of water?

    What do you think?

    I read this article below about cities being an organism, a step above biology. That we are, with our technologies, creating a new species but what exactly would it be? Are city states and welfare states and school systems, and corporations like Coca Cola, or my employer World Wrestling Entertainment, a new type of superorganism?

    http://www.dailygalaxy.com/my_weblog/2008/06/is-the-human-ci.html

    This might sound ridiculous but I've walked through my building that is a Television Studio, and thought of the layout. On the bottom floor, we have a bunch of hallways that pretty much channel throughout the building, like the muscles in our bodies. Along the top corner of the walls are wires, dozens of bundles of them that are like nerves. The "nerves" lead to the center of the building, which is called Master Control. Master Control is like the heart of the building, where tapes and satellite feeds converge into this one room and television shows and production is "fed" into and out from other external (environmental) locations. The tapes and digital file transfers are like cells and genes, packed with information that Master Control takes in, and then the information is sent to the Edit Rooms, where the show is put together and fine tuned. Also, throughout the building we have pipes and cables that resemble veins and intestines. The rest of the lower floor has other departments. The Television Graphics department (where I work) is where visual art is created, like decorations that an organism would have - hair or fur or eye or skin color - and other aesthetics like clothing and necklaces and other accessories; these are created from the "Mind(s)" decision, which I'll get to in a moment. Other departments like the Music section where songs and music is played and recorded mimic the sounds of animals that communicate for serenading and beauty. There are audio rooms where sounds are created like tidbits of subjective noises like clicks and chirps and squeaks. There are edit rooms where the shows are put together, and the whole package is presented, the whole organism finalized, compiled from all the work mentioned above.

    On the second floor, and the highest floor in my building (but much higher in other corporations), are the brains of the show, the minds that make all of the decisions.

    This is what I thought and think about while wandering the halls of my workplace. I think we are mimicking parts of our body, to make a larger organism, one that can survive for the benefit of our species and beyond. After all, isn't life a reflection of itself? We are reverse engineering life and rebuilding it on scales that nature wouldn't have time to do? I do have an overactive imagination, but, what do you all think?

    Wed, Jun 29, 2011  Permanent link

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    Really interesting article from dailygalaxy.com about research being done to reopen sensory biology in humans, and sensing the magnetic field, as birds do during migration, as well as other animals utilizing this ability.

    http://www.dailygalaxy.com/my_weblog/2011/06/-can-humans-sense-the-earths-magnetism.html


    Wed, Jun 22, 2011  Permanent link

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    I've attached an article from Physorg.com that talks about the fire ants as a super organism. I hope I embedded the video correctly, but I added the youtube vid below again. It's an amazing video on how ants work together and mimic the movement of fluids. Beautiful simply describes it.

     http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ASL7yXvXqIo 
    Tue, Jun 14, 2011  Permanent link

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    Hello everyone. I just read the attached article that is a couple of years old. A good friend emailed me the article. We talked at lengths about the idea of interconnectedness, and although we as individuals feel like separate elements we are actually connected to the universe in some kind of cosmic hologram, a projection we "see" because of how we are hardwired. Now I'm not one to get into metaphysics, but would you all consider this topic metaphysical? Do you think there is a force we are blind to, the Elan Vital that is connected to consciousness and all matter?

    Do you believe what John Wheeler said in his quote I added below:

    "I do take 100 percent seriously the idea that the world is a figment of the imagination."

    So below is the link to the older article.

    Dion

    http://www.buddhatrance.com/holographic-reality-and-the-universal-mind
    Tue, Jun 14, 2011  Permanent link

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    Hello all. I've been a member on SpaceCollective.org for some time now but haven't participated or introduced myself until now. I really like the content of this site. It activates the mental fluids and charges ones self, and I think sites like this, that deal with collective thought and consciousness, should be more common place and people should participate more.

    My name is Dion. I live in Connecticut, have all my life. I'm currently a Television Graphic Artist, but not entirely sure I want to be in this field of work for much longer. Not entirely sure where I fit, what niche, I can occupy in this existence. I've got a lot of thinking to do.

    I'm no scientist, and my logic and mathematical mind are near non-existent but I try to consider my creativity as my strength. I've read and read a lot of scientific material, from Richard Dawkin's Selfish Gene to Gordon Kane's Supersymmetry to James Gardner's The Intelligent Universe. An important book I extremely admire is Frank Tipler's The Physics of Immortality, and the concept of the Omega Point Theory. It affected me so much that I have a personal website, Omegahype.com, revolving around some of my writings and just personal stuff (still need to add a lot more material). The idea behind the name Omegahype is Omega, being the forward goal of human consciousness in the future and Hype being an acronym for the phrase Human Yielded Potential Energy: basically we slow but ready to explode into a universe where life evolves towards a goal, possibly the Singularity as Ray Kurzweil has mentioned?

    So in a nutshell, the above mentions are what I think of often.

    I currently watched Through the Wormhole on the Science channel, and found the first episode, Is there Life after Death? My kind of series, truly awesome subject matter.

    Well, I've talked enough. I hope to be as much of the enlightening process to others as I'm sure I'll achieve through all of you.

    Dion
    Thu, Jun 9, 2011  Permanent link

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