Posted by Raul on October 11, 2010
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They built machines that can hold Consciousness.
These machines are not made of plastic and metal but flesh and blood.
These machines have a Primary Program that allows them to sustain their own life.
This Program maintains the internal components working automatically.
This Program pushes the machine Operating System called brain into working towards physical self rewarding as an automated safety precaution of survival.
These machines also have a Secondary Program for search and acquirement of knowledge.
This Secondary Program allows the Operating System to control the machine so it can move, develop and participate, interacting with the surrounding environment.
But the final purpose of these machines is to hold Consciousness.
Then they are released to the physical world where they were created.
The purpose of the process is to allow the Consciousness to grow using the machine’s Operating System for knowledge search and acquirement and the machine itself as a traveling vessel, a starting point and a tool.
Once the growth is achieved the Consciousness leaves the bio-degradable machine behind to become part of the universe, the whole, the main Consciousness…the creators.
But the Consciousness must travel first the physical world in a physical body, a machine, to learn and develop as a process to grow.
And there is no guidance or instructions for this process, so the Consciousness must find the path on its own as part of the growing process.
And throughout this process, and pushed by the Primary Program of the machine, many times the Consciousness loose direction and dedicate the powerful capabilities of the Secondary Program of the machine and it’s Operating System just to fulfill the physical requirements the machine has.
So the journey of growth is turned into a process of acquiring the elements that will provide well being to the machine according to the Primary Program, instead of using that Secondary Program and the Operating System to control the machine at the service of the Consciousness in the process of growth.
A machine lost!
Posted by Raul on August 19, 2010
The canoe is gliding over the fresh, cold waters of this magnificent morning; the quiet lake surrounded by beautiful trees while the sun shines by the side letting the natural colors bright with their maximum intensity.
I can hear the gentle noise of the water as I slowly paddle my way through the center of the lake. Some birds I cannot see let me have their morning songs that go in perfect synchronicity with the air, the smell of fresh grass and new flowers in the distance.
Some brownish leaves floating in the lake, waving with the gentle movements of the waters that hold them and let them be a different kind of shining spots to complement the beauty of the place.
My heart is complete with joy as I experience the beauty of nature and the simplicity of being. No complex thoughts, no worries about civilian life, just a human being in nature, as part of nature, being connected with the whole, the universe
My spirit finally free so I can be, instead of the struggles we self impose by our built society. Free to be, free to climb, free to experience the moment as it should always be. At this point I am one with nature and the universe!
Finding the connection of an intelligent and sensitive being, born out of a powerful specie among the many that conform life in this beautiful planet, among the many that conform the universe, with the universe itself.
Connections that present us with the truth of a master plan, a purpose, a reason to be here, to be born; nature and a human being, synchronized, being part of each other, connected, to make the whole.
A piece of wood floating in the waters; I didn’t see it, I hit it and the sudden movement of my body by the surprise makes my canoe move quickly and tip to one side, I loose balance and fall to the waters.
Cold waters that shock me and cut off my breathing, I can’t breath and my arms and legs instinctively stretch instead of moving to swim back to the canoe; water reach my mouth, nose, ears and eyes; grasping for air I swallow the cold, bitter water while I can’t see anything and a rumbling noise surrounds me.
I fight, I start moving my arms and legs, but no air that I need, so it’s drowning instead of breathing and the more I try the worst it becomes, so the pain in my chest, that feeling of exploding from inside, my lungs burn and I completely loose any control over my body.
Then the pain recedes and my body calms down, stops moving, I float just a couple of inches under the waters, and I can see.
My family, my little child playing and laughing, my spouse’s face smiling, the house, the mountains close to where I lived; the ocean with the sunset that was part of my life so long ago. The struggles and dreams for so many years.
Then nature around, life itself and the universe that I learned to be part of; another magnificent creature connected that I came to be, now being absorbed and destroyed; all the memories, all the experiences, all the knowledge accumulated, the thoughts, the questioning, all that became a part of this human being, all being quietly destroyed by Mother Nature while some little birds sing their morning songs and the sun gives the colors around a vibrant shine.
The feeling of being disposed of, discarded, reduced to just new soil or dust, the nothingness, while all nature’s creatures and nature itself remain silent in complicity of the murdering
I was, or I thought I was; connections or pretensions? Vision or happy, ignorant blindness? No cold, no perceptions other than a vague vision of the waters and just floating in the nothingness.
I could, for a brief moment, convince myself of being in harmony with the whole, of being a part of the whole, under a controlled situation where I got to have the power, the decisions, the faith, until the whole claimed its power back and showed me how insignificant this physical body can be.
A brief moment, just a second of an entire life, from the powerful being to the disposable element, like a brownish leave in autumn, like the piece of dead wood floating lifeless by the lake, just like a dead bug on the ground…so is the time…to say good bye…
Raul
Posted by Raul on August 2, 2010
Why should I see this? Why is it always like this? The noise, the smog, the trash all around, the fake smiling faces; the smell of rotten ideas that form the surroundings wherever we go.
I don’t want to see this ugly world anymore! I don’t need my vision, I don’t need to see all this trash around, I would be better without the vision of my eyes, better darkness than this ugly world in front.
“So the vision goes away and complete, permanent darkness take place all around.”
Without the vision it becomes better to introspect about the world, only…I can still hear the strident noises, the lies, the gossip, all the unpleasant sounds that surrounds me all the time.
“So the hearing goes away and complete, permanent silence takes place all around”
Isn’t that better? No vision that shows an ugly world and no hearing that allows noises to interfere with thoughts, only…I can still smell the trash and the rotten world that surrounds me.
“So the sense of smell goes away and no offensive, rotten world can be perceived.”
In the dark, silent new surroundings, all the thoughts can dance at will with no interference from the outside world that destroy the peaceful moment, so it can be enjoy at will, only…I can still taste the bitterness of the world around by the foods that I have no choice but to consume.
“So the sense of taste goes away and the foods are just nourishment without the bitter message of the world.”
And perfection is achieved! The perfect environment for reflection where no external elements interfere with thoughts, only…my body still perceives the cold and heat of this trashy world.
“So the sense of touch goes away and no wind, cold or heat can be felt anymore.”
Reaching the perfect point of independence, the perfect place for introspection, away from everything and everyone, yet in the same original place…happiness!
Thoughts fly by in front of me and dance to the sounds of my feelings; imagination gets freewill to express itself to the largest extent without limitations imposed by a decadent world around…I’m reaching perfection!
As the time goes by the thoughts seems to be the same, just with little variations in their tone and intention. The original state of independence starts to feel a state of loneliness without external constant feeding.
What once was the happiness of individualism becomes the desperation of being alone, abandoned by the surroundings that no longer can touch and influence the being behind the thoughts.
Crying in desperation for a longed connection with another being, so loneliness can go away and be replaced by the continuous, never ending input received throughout life, together with the perception of the elements that conforms the physical surroundings.
“So the sense of touch returns…”
The shapes! The textures! Even the temperatures that can be perceived with a single touch of the object…amazing!
“Then the sense of taste returns…”
Flavors…so many of them! And the desire of trying them all, one by one, all at once! If I could know more about them!
“So the sense of smell returns…”
Not just the food, but the flowers, the trees, the humid dirt after the rain, even the acrid smell of waste seems to be an outstanding experience! If I could only have more!
“So the hearing returns…”
What is that…music? And birds and the wind and voices all around that feed the senses with sounds and information to process and play with, but I want more!
“So the vision returns…”
Colors for everything and everyone! The complete understanding of the shapes of the objects experienced only by touch, now undeniably acquired in the brain, the mind.
Standing here makes no sense when there’s so much to be seen, to be heard, smelled and touched. There is a whole universe of physical element to be experienced and enjoyed throughout life.
And the thoughts that conform the mind get expanded and colorful with diversity when fed by so many physical elements and situations that can be experienced.
And people! With all the variations that can be encountered and all the different thoughts, opinions and experiences that can be learned and enjoyed from.
So questioning stops…and living begins!
Raul
Posted by Raul on December 7, 2009
They are out there, they circle around the skies in their mighty flying machines, but they hide from us. They are watching us!
They have been changing us from the beginning with their own seed, watching the outcome of their experiments throughout the centuries and doing adjustments accordingly, checking us from time to time, taking some of us for a short time to see where exactly we are.
There are many paintings from the past about “Them”, many drawings on caves. They have been around since the beginning. So many pictures taken, so many films recorded; most of that can be fake, people trying to get famous or make some money, but it takes just one to be true to prove they exist.
How much is the government hiding? Do they know?
They are out there taking care of us, watching us as big brothers, waiting for us to grow enough to stop wars, to stop selfishness, to become old enough to understand finally that we are children of the cosmos, so become brothers together as we suppose to be.
Then “They” will come down and invite us to join them in the Big Reunion. Then we’ll finally get to meet them and be part of the whole, the universe.
In the meantime we have to keep growing since we are not ready yet. We are children as a race. Earth is a kindergarten and the human race behaves as its children. We need to learn the basics and stop fighting each other or feeling envy for what others have.
Several thousand years more we will be ready, grown enough, mature enough. In some several thousand years more we’ll stop wars as a way of fixing our problems and leave aside our conquering desires.
Only then they will see us as mature enough, as a developed race to the point of being worth to contact, only then they will consider inviting us to join them to be at their side, but for as long as we keep this behavior of violence, self interest and wars for personal gain they will remain aside. They will keep hiding.
If they came down now people would call the military instead of the representatives, governments would try to get their technology for weaponry knowledge and power instead of creating solutions to sicknesses and problems of hunger, to get them as allies for other’s control instead of
planetary health and balance.
They will keep hiding until we are grown enough.
We still see each other as complete strangers when clothing, language or religion is different, even if we are the same race, and when the body is different we become terrified!
We are not ready, we keep doing movies of monster aliens coming to conquer us and eat us! And we always solve those proposed situations with violence.
They will keep hiding, we are not ready yet, but some day we will, and we’ll be part of the universe, without differences between us or them, we will be one with the universe, as we suppose to be!
Posted by Raul on November 5, 2009
They were waiting for me…I know.
The night was too silent, too quiet!
I could feel some sort of shiver in my back while driving.
At some point decided to turn on all the lights in my van; just a precaution!
Or maybe it was fear, I don’t know.
The empty street seemed to extend forever, the houses were obscured and silent, no one around.
My heart was beating at a faster pace every second!
But I just kept driving, afraid and excited with anticipation, poisoned with fear and curiosity.
The engine was running smooth and powerful, the stereo was playing a soft melody, and all the needles in the instrument panel were stable, like holding position afraid to move!
Then it happened!
The engine died! The lights went off and the stereo fell silent; the van coasted to a halt.
My heart was racing! I could feel my skin itching. Eyes wide open and some drops of cold sweat running off my forehead.
I don’t know how long I remained seated in the vehicle before I was able to get enough courage to open the door and venture outside.
I can’t remember all the details, just some images, like an old black and white movie.
It seemed that time was standing still.
No sounds, no movements.
I started to walk with no direction, no destination, like under hypnosis.
I could feel my body, myself, my thoughts.
There was something there, someone!
Walked for a mile or two, I don’t know.
Walked like a robot, a machine.
Walked without looking back.
Walked without showing my fears, my doubts, my curiosity.
Walked to an open space.
Walked to a halt!
Dark, silent, motionless night.
Then light! Warmth, excitement!
Light from above!
No sound, no noise, no nothing!
Just light.
Silently it moved to my right, then drop to the ground.
Darkness again!
Something was there, I could feel it!
Like a hum, a very smooth vibration in the air.
A sweet, almost imperceptible sound that went across my body and relaxed me,
an unknown feeling that comforted my mind and fears.
Then light again!
A vertical, rectangular door of light to my right was growing from nowhere!
No…there was something! I could barely distinguish a silhouette of some sort around the light; a shape.
Like an oblong figure.
Like two dishes facing each other, one standing on the ground, the other on top, the rectangular light in the middle.
I was shaking, yet comforted, afraid yet reassured, worried, yet excited!
Then I saw it!
A shape in the light!
A body; someone, some sort of being coming out of the light.
Or maybe it was just a person walking thru a door, I don’t know.
A defined shape, a body, looking at me while walking to me!
He stopped walking when reaching about forty feet from me.
Just there, just standing, just looking at me!
A dark silhouette surrounded by intense light.
Fear, excitement, cold sweat in me.
How long? One minute? Twenty minutes? One second? I don’t know.
Images raced thru my head!
Feelings crossed my body!
Heat and cold.
Darkness and light.
Fear and happiness.
Excitement and boredom.
He turned around and walked back to the light.
I could see the shape going away.
I could feel my body being drained.
I couldn’t move.
No thoughts, no feelings.
Just standing there!
Everything went dark.
Every feeling was shut off.
Like someone’s life terminated!
I don’t remember what happened next.
I was seating in my van.
The engine was running smoothly.
The stereo was playing a soft melody.
The needles were stable.
I was looking forward, motionless.
I checked the gear lever. It was in Park.
Changed to Drive and started driving.
Finished my delivery shift.
Went home.
Went to bed.
I couldn’t sleep.
I don’t know what happened.
I don’t know if it was real or just my imagination.
I can’t remember more details.
This morning the phone ringed.
It was a salesman offering something.
He waked me up.
I was tired, needed more sleep.
I was mad!
The mirror in the bedroom exploded!
Did I do that?!
What’s happening to me now?!!
