I’m generally not good at remembering stuff, probably due to a passion for the gentle grass hehe, but I managed to retrieve 2 of them from the rotten ground that is my brain.
The first memory is a rather unpleasant one. I remember that my brother got an electric car racing track for Christmas I think. The kind of track Mattel used to produce in the 80’s, it looks like an 8 and had 2 cars who were actioned by some kind of joystick. I loved it at first sight. I’m not sure how old I was at the time but judging by my dads reaction when I tried to play with it, he must have been worried that I might destroy it, which I probably would have done. I remember that I felt very jealous towards my brother, maybe the first time ever that I felt that way…not the last one though. Man, I would still like to play with that thing…
The second memory, I think I was around 6, is about a dream, a conscious dream, where I was floating on the ceiling of my room, looking down and not being surprised at all of my new faculty. For many years afterwards I thought it was just a dream until I read about out-of-body experiences and that these are quite common in children…at least before they get fucked up by their parents.
till the next one
Mezcal
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Chapter 1.The beginning
I’ve decided that the time has come to speak out and tell everything that happened to me all those years ago. The full account of this story you can find in my dedicated blog here. I’ll be publishing my story in stages and I’ve also got some drawings to add when I work out how to do that.
I hope the story is entertaining, but my main aim is to make a contribution to science. For several years now I have seen papers being written and lectures being given that deal with the subject I am going to write about. At first I kept quiet about all the mistakes I could see being made, but now the time has come to speak out. However, I don’t want to say that everybody else is completely wrong. I hope in this blog that as well as pointing out mistakes I can help to confirm ideas that are right.
My subject is alien abduction. Many distinguished scientists and writers have written about this in recent years, and I believe I can also make a major contribution. Why I think this is simply because I write from extensive personal experience. But although my blog is mainly a work of science (as it deals with scientific fact), I am convinced that the best way to pass on my knowledge is by telling the story in a straightforward and honest way.
But enough in the way of introduction. Best to get on with my true account of events that took place beginning in January 1987. Continue reading ‘Alien Abduction: A Scientific Account’
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A friend of mine put a cross on me, it looks like. She says, I am into post-religious spiritualism, referring to Memorycemetery concept. I can accept that. Some people called me worse words. Frankly speaking, I was always being suspicious in regard of everything starting from “post”, as of something second hand, or with warning: “Danger! Badly digested concepts attached!”. Nevertheless, as there’s no pleasure whatsoever in pointless arguing, I will take it on the basis that awakening of post-religious spiritualism requires evolution of our consciousness. Self-satisfaction is the only wisdom of our days… :)
“God doesn’t play dice”, quoted she A.Einstein’s words. If so, let’s consider these words from my freshly acquired position of post-religious spiritualist:
If God does not play dice, shall I accept Him/Her/It as the Savour?
I do not want to be saved by a superpower. If I want to be saved (from what?: from myself, of course), I want to be saved by a miracle. This statement probably pushes me even further into cultural margins, if not beyond. So what? It could be nice to fuck off the public value, as another friend of mine said on a different occasion. He studies economics. He told me what the post-industrial economics requires developed tools of post-industrial mathematics and vice versa. Like, for example, developing of the game theory had a certain impact on a stock market and the stock market acquired those ideas for further advance. This year’s Noble prize in economics given to this theory developers is the proof. My interest in economics though is somewhat on micro-level: how to survive from one salary to another one? How can I pay off my debts? So before we sunk deeper in such gory subjects, I would like to turn my attention to somewhere else. Let’s say, if games theory can describe behaviour of very complex and rather chaotic systems, what impact does it have on God? Or, down to more practical matters, on my dreams?
Continue reading ‘Dreams and the game theory’
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Do you know about Oolong the rabbit? Or maybe you remember him? He was famous for balancing things on his head. Isn’t he cute?
He’s dead, though; he died several years ago. He was good at what he was, which was a rabbit.
Nichol
P.S See comments for Oolong bio and life story in depth
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