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Requiem for a dream, or Quantum future of Humankind in Infinite Universe

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boris kislitsin
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Right, I know it’s not exactly a memory. It’s not even a dream, but rather a requiem for one. I used to think that we live in infinite Universe. I do not have any scientific background to come up with theories or statements, but as a human being I reserve my rights for beliefs. Be it belief in Jesus Christ the Savour, spirit of improvisation, Santa Claus, infinity of space and time, or belief in myself, belief is an integral part of any sentient self-reflecting being.

This belief in infinite Universe was simply based on the fact that we can’t measure it.

Of course, we have data that our Universe is 13,73 billion years old (as of the last week :) ). So we can imagine a ball 13,73 billion years in radius (given the speed of light 299 792 458 m/s and length of 1 year as 31 556 926 seconds it will give us approx. radius of 13 730 000 000 x 299 792 458 x 31 556 926 = 129893055103132202840000000 meters… so you know). But, as it took me about 2 min. to come up with this calculation, this radius became roughly 3597509496 m bigger.

We reached the point there I got bored myself. The numbers are just too big too mean anything. If you go shopping and see something cost 3 pounds 99 pence you’ll think it’s 4 pounds, right? This is what called approximation. So 129893055103132202840000000 + 3597509496 and counting… is a number I can’t imagine. It’s something like Bill Gate’s fortune, numbers beyond my grasp. I think that approximation of 129893055103132202840000000 + 3597509496 is infinity. There’s no need for me to operate with such numbers. I remember reading some anthropological reports about some aboriginal tribes in Papua New Guinea. They had numbers 1 to 5, and then groups: 1 to 5 too, so everything could be shown on 2 hands.

20 would be 4 times 5; 25 - 5 times 5 . Everything that was over 25 was “many-many”, uncountable, infinity.

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Is it reincarnation or memory retained in DNA?

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Hazel
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About 14 years ago I was regressed to a previous life. I firmly believed that I had lived before at least once and the experience was so real that I still remember all of it. However, recently I discovered that one of my ancestors had done things very similar to what I experienced in my regression session. This lead me wonder if DNA could possibly carry memory as well as physical and personality traits.

I did not think about reincarnation or have any strong views either way, before the above happened. Apart from thinking I must have done something really awful in a previous life to be lumbered with my present one. as for the first part of my life I was abused and depressed.

In regression I was a young man (I said my name was Tom Brown) I was taking a horse to market , walking along a unmade road, dressed in drab brown with my feet wrapped in some sort of crudely made leather boots. The horse it appears belonged to my master, he was not aware that I was going to sell it. Moved on, a few weeks later I was taking a crop of wheat to the mill. I had harvested it the previous night without the owners permission. The final uncovered memory found me in a jail in York. I clearly remember seeing wagon wheels from a barred window below ground level. I also remember feet, wrapped in leather of variou colours with ties around the ankles, going past the window. I did not go on with regression and did not think very much about the above again. I had visited York on several occasions, and loved the city but had not other connection with it in this life time.

About 5 years ago I began researching my family history. I was fascinated and got real pleasure from discovering new ancestors and every new bit of information exited me. None of my family were rich. My mothers father’s family (Chapelow) were very interesting. I traced them back to Yorkshire and discovered that in 1792 a my grandfather’s many times great grandparents married in Seaton Ross and moved to York where they raised a family. I got no further with this line and explored other branches instead.

Through genes reunited on the Internet I contacted someone who had the same ancestry but who had managed to take the trail further back. She told me that a John Chapelow stole a horse in Yarm in Yorkshire, he appears several times before that in the Goal book but the last entry said he was executed on 12th March 1730, for horse theft.

I know that the stories do not exactly match. I said my name in regression was Tom Brown, not John Chapelow. I could have been using a false name as I was in the act of stealing a horse when asked. I always felt an affinity with York when visiting the city, long before I was aware that my ancestors lived there. I also was in awe of London and loved to visit the city. (My Dad’s ancestors lived in London for a few generations.) Another place I felt the same affinity for was the Isle of Wight another place that my ancestors were traced back to.

As we are all aware DNA carries all of what we are made of. Does it also carry memory? I would love to know if anyone else has considered the possibility or has similar experiences to myself that would support my theory.

Hazel

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My life as a tiger

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boris kislitsin
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Once there was a Bengal tiger in Russian zoo. It was born and spent most of his life in a small cage. He had just enough space to make a couple of steps, jump, make a couple of steps and jump again. Then the tiger had to turn around and repeat the same routine in opposite direction. I have read somewhere that usually in wild a grown up tiger needs something like 16 to 20 sq.km of habitat, otherwise it get stressed. I wonder how much space a human being needs. Anyway, that’s not the point. The point is, that particular tiger lived in a cage the size of 16 or 20 sq.m, and, obviously, was very stressed. When such an animal as tiger get stressed, it feels uneasy, and can’t rest. That tiger was restless. All it did from dusk till down is pacing the cage. 2 steps, jump, 2 more steps, another jump, turn, 2 steps, jump, 2 more steps, jump, turn around, 2 steps, jump… You have the picture. Naturally, tiger’s living conditions had to be improved. The story goes in the time just after the collapse of the Soviet Union and total collapse of everything on the 1/8th of planet’s landmass, circa middle 1990’s. As it happens in times like this, some people used the situation to the full, and made crazy fortunes. If you ever tried to get from 0 to 100 in just above 3 sec., let’s say on a powerful motobike, you can figure out how it is. Somebody, let’s call him Mr.S., made it from living in a shared with few our families run down apartment in sleepy suburbs to amassing a fortune Imelda Markos could only dream of, comparing to each a budget of a middle size African country is just a pocket money, in a couple of years time. So one day this Mr.S. visited zoo by chance. He spent a good deal of time in front of this cage with Bengal tiger, watching it moves. Maybe he was in nostalgic mood, maybe this cage reminded him the apartment he grown up in, or probably deep down he was a very sensitive person. Some say he was bored, some he was drunk. Whatever the reason, Mr.S. was touched. He went to the zoo director straight away, and asked him, how much money zoo needs to improve tiger’s living conditions. I know this story from the first hands, as a friend of mine, non compromise poet and alcoholic, worked there as a zookeeper, as it was one of very few jobs he could fit himself in. Next day the construction has begun, and soon everything was ready for the grand opening. They set an artificial landscape, so tiger could have a little lake to bath, a cave for him to hide and a little forest resembling jungle; that small provincial zoo somethat tripled in size. In attendance of TV crew, press and Mr.S., they brought in crane and lifted the cage.

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Feeling of being human

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In 1687 Sir Isaac Newton published Philosophiae Naturalis Principia Mathematica, which laid the foundation of determinism. Through Newton’s ideas in what we call now the Age of Reason, rose the idea of ”clockwork universe”, generally stating that by measuring things as they are, we can accurately explain all the Nature’s phenomenae and predict the future using the laws of science.

 One probably could wonder, what does Newton’s work has to do with my memories. Though I haven’t read the original and was born nearly 300 years later, it had a certain impact on me. As a matter of fact, we perceive reality and interpret it through the prism of our cultural and educational background. It’s never “as it is”, but as worthy as it’s description. My father was a strong believer in science, and wanted me to be a mathematician, a kind of a weird wish keeping in mind he was a poet himself. I remember him trying to come up with a precise word, which could describe what he felt at the moment best. He often felt stressed about it as  he couldn’t. I guess he thought it is easier to operate with numbers rather than words. I remember refusing going to my 1st grade in school: I demanded science. I wanted to study physics and maths, I wanted to understand the mechanics of existence. That’s why my parents have sent me to a school with advanced maths and science programs,  and determinism was what they taught in school too.

My belief in numbers was ruined after I’ve read at the age of 12 some popular books on astronomy and quantum mechanics: it turned out that, with the course of time any system behaviour starts to “fluctuate” and become disordered, behaving randomly. Even orbits of planets, massive bodies, never quite follow the same path. We live in a universe which is rather chaotic, then orderly. Our brain waves,  or the pattern of it’s electric impulses, is also being chaotic. This could be the origin of consciousness , free will and creativity. Our mind is ruled rather by Chaos, then Order. Continue reading ‘Feeling of being human’

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