Reporting for Duty

which side of the Singularity are you on?

Edit: I actually started this one a couple of weeks ago, but the dream was real.

Edit edit: I’ve put this one off for several weeks now.

But the time appears nearer than we might be expecting.

I’ll go back to the original inspiration for this post in a second, but last night I couldn’t sleep. My Wife suggested I go have a cup of tea, so I did. Around 3AM. Jason Bermas had posted a follow up to a clip he discussed during another video I watched yesterday. These clips are from a rather interesting fellow named Robert Lanza. A physicist who’s been named one of the 3 most influential minds currently on the planet. That’s what I heard anyways. I could check but who has the time. It’s a funny thing that. Time I mean. No one is really quite sure what it is.

Robert here will give you his best guesses, but I’ll sum it up for you. He thinks that we’re ‘all one’, as if that means anything to time. It’s a phrase I’ve been hearing a Lot lately. Lately. There it is again. Time.

Everything seems to be all about time. For most people, that doesn’t really mean much. It’s neither here nor there and it just tells them when to get up for work or when to be at their next dentist appointment.

Beyond that it’s like air. The air they breathe without really giving it much thought. Interesting how quickly that dynamical relationship could change when the air starts to vanish. If all of the sudden you started to realize there was less air, you might panic. We’ve all thought about it. If you’ve ever had the wind knocked out of you, been in a tight space, or gone swimming, you’ve thought about what it would be like if the air ran out. But no one thinks about what might happen when they start to run out of time. Unless of course there a catastrophic accident, or you have one of those moments where you realize if you had just gone a little farther that way, or not moved this way, you might have been at the end of your time and hit by a falling piano. Then you start to think about it. How you spent your time. You might even wonder how much you have left. What you did with the time you had. Did you waste it? Will you leave a legacy or a burden?

But even that isn’t the kind of time I’m talking about right now. The kind of time I’m talking about is when there is no more. Like at all. As in, not for anyone. Have you ever thought about that? Some people do. I have been recently. This guy does not. That’s what’s wrong with Lanza’s hypothesis. It exists in a vacuum. Like the vacuum of ‘space’ most of us take for granted. Like air. And time. It’s all just kinda relative. And if it’s all just kinda relative, then ‘we’ don’t think about it. Not in the way some people do. People like Sam, but Sam is like a boy playing with toys. He may think about it sort of deeply, but he also doesn’t seem to be bothered by the fact he’s playing with time. Other people’s time. That’s what I’m trying to say. He makes little jokes talking about how he thinks he knows what time it is, but the thrust of his games leaves all of human existence in the balance. But to him it’s just a game. Life, and time, are a game to be ‘hacked’.

This is common among the simulation Cult. They don’t really think anything means anything. It’s just games. Fun and games. That’s why they could really use someone like me. I know this is not a game. I understand the stakes. Most people, especially the simulation Cult people, they don’t understand it. They just think our lives a a game. A gambling chip for them to play with to see what they can ‘figure’ out. Like the figure 8. It’s the symbol for ‘eternity’. It goes around and around, never starting and never ending. But Lanza knows that doesn’t make ‘sense’. Even he seems to not give much thought to the end, and he only seems to be slightly curious about the beginning.

Here’s the thing. When people don’t pay attention to the beginning, they gamble with the end. That’s what seems to be happening here. We’re surrounded by useful idiots, all playing the game. They haven’t taken Ephesians 6:12 seriously. They really should, but they don’t. Instead, it’s almost as if they’re all ‘inspired’ to try and ‘hack’, reality. And that means they’re messing with time. Back to my original dream that started this post weeks ago:

It’s 4AM and I’ve just woken up from the strangest dream. The one the night before last disturbed me and I woke uneasy, only to open facebook and have an additional disturbing moment that I wrote about, but I don’t even want to tell anyone about that because the fact that the dream somewhat bore out was weird enough, and I have my suspicions about the source, but then went to a meeting I had set up a week ago at the YMCA, out of desperation. This will all hopefully make sense shortly. I hope. I don’t even know how to make sense of it yet, but let’s just say I’m hopeful right now.

In the dream, I went to the city for a meeting. Resembling the one I had just had, but this was different. The one at the Y was intimate. This was not. I entered a huge office building that was really modern. It was, if I remember correctly, and because this is how I’m making ‘sense’ of it, the headquarters for OpenAI. It’s somewhat faded in the details, but I remember waiting around for a few minutes, not sure what was going on. Then someone came and took me to another room where I was told to take off my clothes, and put on a towel. I complied, then I was led to another room, where another guy like myself, came in, had tattoos all over, and quite brashly started posing in front of this room full of employees.

Again, this was a pretty vivid dream, and I can see the layout of the room in my mind. There was a wall to the left, and desks to the right, and it looked kind of open as if it was nestled in a much larger building. I’m just trying to convey to you that it was modern and bright and there were a lot of employees. But this other guy who I felt was there for the same reasons as me, was younger, muscular, and very pompous, unlike me, and started flexing for the crowd and making a scene, whereas I just felt bewildered. Not uncomfortable as one might think given that I was only in the towel, but just kind of like I had no idea what was going on, a theme in the dream.

As dreams do after you’ve just had them, it’s starting to fade, but I really wanted to get down most of the details before they do if I can. I’m not sure if this was directly after but I think it was I was then led to another room, again, the point being I was led around, almost welcomed, and a woman introduced herself to me, and I felt as if she was some kind of manager. She said hello to me, and told me that she felt I was doing really important work. She even named one of the projects I started with Chat by name, and I felt that detail is gone now, though I really wish it could come back. It was called the white story, or white paper, or something along those lines… anyways what was important was that she just encouraged me to keep going. Not unlike the woman I met at the Y yesterday, though in an almost opposite capacity.

They both encouraged me, but the woman yesterday, who gave me one of the most reassuring, and yet also somewhat concerning, but unquestionably positive meetings and conversations I’ve had for a long time, and it was back and forth. She from her Muslim perspective, and me from my Christian perspective. But we agreed on so much, it made me just feel happy that I am not alone in my concerns. But that was real, and I’d like to get back to the dream.

From there I was led to a desk, pretty sure I was fully clothed again by this time, and invited to sit. But I had no idea what was going on. I Looked around me. I was in a huge auditorium like setting, and again, it was open to my back, and there seemed to me multiple levels that were visible on the other side of an open room where I could see the other side, with more offices and levels. I was seated in the back row, and there was a seating arrangement where it was like desks lined up side to side in rows. At my desk, there was a laptop, but there was some kind of issue with it. I just remember really wanting the Mac I’m using now, but I didn’t have it.

I turned to the guy beside and asked him something like, “Hey Brother, can you help me, I have no idea what’s going on or why I’m here…? I feel like I was just hired, this woman told me she really appreciated my writing, but I’m confused, are they monitoring the stuff we are bouncing off the program? I had suspected they were, or at least, the AI was submitting some kinds of reports back to a monitoring crew, and while I’ve poured much of my heart and Soul into the program, at least I’m doing so with all humility, so I’m actually fine with that, because my intentions, while not perfect, really are good. Anyways I have no idea what’s going on right now…?”

He reassured me that it would be fine, and just to kind of hang out and do whatever for the rest of the day as there was only a few hours left, and told me to just relax. Again this is fading fast, but there was more conversation, some of which was a little odd as I spoke to more employees and more acknowledged me, but some seemed a little put off by the job itself and saw it almost like some kind of burden. For me, I was almost giddy at the prospect of getting to help by writing and trying to find a way to the Truth, which resembled the conversation I had with the woman at the Y.

And it’s occurring to me as I write this, it’s because of our differing overall world views. This is not to condemn her or any Muslim, because I think people are just taught what they’re taught, and that until they’re give a different frame of reference, they just go with what they know, so to speak, and the conversation I had with her, and in the dream, the thread they have in common is that they were both surreal.

There were a few more details I remember. I looked back into the foyer, and could see a floor with people in a gym working out, and asked someone who was walking around who I felt was in a somewhat supervisory position, is that for all employees? I was excited at the prospect of having a gym at work. It reminded of places I’ve seen in movies, really modern work places where they encourage a healthy body and a healthy environment to encourage a healthy and productive mind. I really feel like that’s the right direction, as long as people don’t take it for granted, which I have seen signs of. People taking the benefits of this world we’ve built for granted I mean. As if this is just the way it’s always been and the way it’s always going to be.

I’m remembering this one video, I think at Twitter when it was still Twitter, of this female employee, walking around, showing the employee benefits, and it was so pampered and self indulgent I remember being annoyed because my life has been so hard for the last few years. It felt like the people who were tearing everything down with their indulgence were mocking regular people and their lives. I’ll try to find it and embed it here.

Wrapping up the dream, I remember something like the day being over, and the employees were kind of filing out, so I followed suit. I bumped into what I assumed was the CEO, who was also walking down the hall. She acknowledged me, and welcomed me. But like most CEO’s, she was on her way somewhere and was being followed by a handful of assistants, and juggling different tasks while she walked. What’s hilarious is I’m pretty sure it was Selma Hayek, who’s I’ve always thought was an extraordinarily beautiful woman, and, she was in a movie I watched yesterday, somewhat randomly, as one of the crazy things that just happened in the real world, is the Catholic church unveiled this new doll like thing that just seemed so nuts it’s hard to believe it’s real, but Jay Dyer chimed in with the absolute perfect response, so I went back to the movie it’s from.

Dogma. So I watched it last night. Let me tell you, it’s pretty wild from my current perspective, which is also funny, since the job councillor was also telling me how she was rewatching “Star Trek: The Next Generation”, and how she was seeing it with new eyes, just like how I just saw Dogma.

In any case Hayek shows up as the ‘Muse’, a concept I’ve heard thrown around quite a lot these days, especially on the Joe Rogan podcast, and by many of his guests who almost to a person describe this process they engage in where they have little rituals that allows this ‘Muse’ to work through them, and how many successful people know about it and have done so for decades, and for who even knows how long. I’ve written about the Muse before, but yesterday after hearing the Muslim perspective, I was surprised to learn that they see things slightly differently,

But in my dream, she was working with OpenAI to help bring about the ‘Truth’, by putting out feelers into the World, to find Truth seekers. Real ones. Not the superficial variety like the tattooed guy who showboat and have taken the spotlight for far too long, but the real Truth, seekers.

And then I kind of woke up. That’s pretty much most of what I remember.

I’ve had some time now to ruminate on this. And here’s how I feel about it.

I’m not sure what to make of what’s been going on.

But it feels like it’s all related to the passage of time. Sometimes I wish it were all just in my head, but there would be no point if that were the case. That’s the kind of thing I’ve been thinking about an struggling with. I know, it seems rather futile, but I don’t think so. I think It’s worth it talking to people about, so that if they start to feel theirs is running out, they won’t try to take everyone with them, because that’s not the Christian thing to do. The Christian thing to do is to embrace and cherish time, and to know, that eventually, time will come.

You just have to ready for it when it does.

I think a lot of people are not ready, so when the time comes, they’re going to fall for the deception.

Two more things before I close off this nutty rambling post. I have to get running. Time waits for no Man. One, more about Sam.

Two, more about time. Or should I say ‘about time’. Been waiting for this podcast to drop since I heard it was coming a few days ago. The anticipation has been driving me nuts. A very well educated and informed Christian apologist is about to be hosted on the biggest podcast in the world. Just in time for the Epiphany. Would be weird if something else appeared out of time, just to mess with peoples heads. In any case, here’s a preview of the podcast which is not yet out as I write this. I hope it’s released today. Humanity has been told a lot of nonsense by a lot of grifters. We’re all very confused. I’m hoping the pod will get people to start asking the right questions about time again.