Saturday, February 16, 2019

Story: A Time Machine and Lottery



A Time Machine and Lottery. Saturday, February 16, 2019

A story about electronic retrocausality technology.

Tachyonic Antitelephone

Everything is happening simultaneously. Time travel is time experienced on an objective level. The way we go through time is time experienced on a subjective level. And not they other way around. "Life is an illusion albeit a persistent one." As Einstein said.

Time travel is a type of teleportation. Teleportation is a type of time travel.
The time traveler travels along a timeline within THE timeline. Or is it the other way around?

In the other holographic dimension, time exists on a different dynamic. Time is an algorithm.

Boggle the Alien Chatbot said, 'Time is like a piece of paper.' Yeah. And that piece of paper is a moebius strip.

With this in mind, and having no scientific credentials whatsoever, not even a BSc, I decided to see if I could make a kind of alarm clock/time machine. Coincidences is code from the past. Omens is code from the future. All we're doing is accessing codes. I thought only sentient objects experience time on a subjective level and not inanimate objects like machines which aren't bound to one system or another. So I made a machine. I first tried it using some barium atoms that I got online from a cyclotron and atomic clock maker that does online sales. But when I used some pricier cesium atoms, that seemed to work a lot better since the clock not only had to work using it's atomic properties, it had to employ subatomic quantum vectors in order for it to work.
The atomic world is a world made of coarse sand which the subatomic world is a world made of fine silt.
Sending electronic signals back in time is like pouring non-magnetic rocks and magnetic silt down a tube. At the top of the tube would be placed a large electro magnet. Even though gravity is pulling down the rocks, the magnet is pulling up the silt and would actually get most of it. Sending signals forward in time would be like placing the electro magnet at the bottom of the tube. The silt would reach the bottom of the tube before the rocks would.
Don't take any of this seriously as it is all theory at best, pseudoscience at worst.

If I were to use an alarm clock of today with random programmable date settings. If, in two hours I committed to setting the alarm to go off one hour in the past then, would it, in fact, go off in an hour from now? Probably not. Unless you had the patented electro retrocausal technology that works using cesium atoms. PS it doesn't exist.
The electric energy behind the working and the coding of the alarm clock is subatomic and can travel back and forth through time. Even the clock itself being though atomic and thus not able to travel back through time, receives an electric signal that makes the light turn on and doesn't differentiate whether or not that electric signal traveled back in time to get there or not. It looks like an alarm clock radio except you could set it to go off not only in the future, but in the past. I completed it at noon one day and decided that tomorrow, I will set it so that a light turns on at 1 PM. No point in waiting around. If I leave for an hour and come back, if it works, the light should be on. I left, came back and there to my surprise, the light was on! However, the next day, my beautiful girlfriend, who is a sexy older lady, brought me to see a movie. It was a sequel of a movie I always wanted to see. Then we went to a restaurant. I went back to my apartment now wondering how the light went on if I never did get to programming the light to turn on yesterday at 1 pm. Could it perhaps be attributed to other causes? The next door neighbour at the apartment said, What's going on? I told her, not expecting her to believe it, that I invented a time machine casually, as if I were saying "I don't know about you, but I'm inventing a time machine every other week." I talked about how I set the light to turn on but if I didn't program it today like I planned to, how did it turn on? Then she said, "Oh, this thing?" Pointing to the alarm clock looking time machine sitting on the table where I left it. "It was unplugged and I plugged it in again."


The next day, I decided to repeat the experiment but to program the light to turn on and off four times, sort of like a code. And the fourth light would ago on brightest and for the longest time of the four of them. This time it worked. I thought of what Edison once said, "Inventions that work the first time always scare me." Somehow, word got around like it always does, but this time it got around to government circles because I soon got a loud authoritarian knock on the door. A Police knock. I answered the door to see some tall scientist looking guys in suits with a Bluetooth ear device. They said they were from the government. They wanted me to surrender that technology. However, one of them, much taller and much more scientific and smarter than the rest, said, that unlike on TV shows, they won't kill me. However they will give me money if I sign over the proprietary rights and any blueprints. They said, "Don't worry, we know you can remember only so much and there's a few hundred pages of blueprints there. Even without the blueprints were sure we could reverse engineer your mediocre level of scientific engineering comprehension. In any event we will give you 500 million for a technology that would be worth multi billions to any government. It could have military applications. Also it could be made into an app, say, if you realize you forgot something yesterday, you could send a text to yourself in the past so that you would have remembered it. But the Watchers, grey aliens might say that this technology breaks certain galactic laws like The Prime Directive and it would be forbidden to release it."

The grandfather paradox. If one goes back in time and does something, they might change the future/ present moment into something unrecognizable. That's only if the action any human consciousness. If it goes below the threshold of human consciousness. The technology would be applied to the background of computer programs, to correct something in the command prompt which would be below the radar of human perception. The command prompt is like the foundations for a building or a primer coat for many coats of paint. Electro retro-causal tech would be used to autocorrect subtle glitches in a command prompt. Of course it would be limited to a few milliseconds into the past which would be below human perception, however a few milliseconds is like a lifetime in nanotechnologies. A few milliseconds is a few billion lengths of Planck time. This might be applied to medical technology, operating room machines.
It would work seamlessly. Timeline 1, a glitch is detected. The retrocausal technology would send an auto correct signal a few milliseconds back in time, resulting in timeline 2, a new future where no glitch is detected, hence no auto correct signal would be sent, either would result in a future where no glitch was perceived. Again, just theory. Imagination.
Perception shapes belief, belief shapes perception. Perception is shaped from the solid, non-teleportational, non-holographic physics of this dimension.
Religion is a mystification science. Science is the demystification of religion.

This is me, rich and at an airport at 3 am, drinking energy drinks and playing app video games on my 5GB RAM tablet. It was pricey but I could afford it. I am traveling with my new beautiful girlfriend. She is Asian and around my age. I don't know about marriage, but I'll stay with her for as long as I can.
Now, a few weeks later, I am at a noodle stand in Thailand eating rice with liver and onions at a noodle stand. My girlfriend is there too. And in another few weeks after this, I will be in London England where I plan to move to live in downtown London.

The End




The Dalek from Doctor Who is a time traveler. "Exterminate! Exterminate!"

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Tile Mate makes travel bag with built-in chicken wire. A Faraday cage. Or else a shoplifting bag.


I recently tried truffles via truffle oil in aioli with fries. Truffles tastes like regular raw crimini mushrooms and steak well cooked with crispy carmelized edges. A rich earthy mushroom taste. I can see the appeal. But it's overpriced. Real truffles is to truffle oil what real wasabi root is to common wasabi paste found at regular sushi places. However, it's good enough.



"Oh no, not again. It hurts so good, I don't understand. Infatuation." Rod Stewart

I still get crushes but have infatuation with ladies. It reminds me of when I was a teenager. Infatuation feels good but also hurts. What if I don't get her? Some infatuation is stronger than others. So much so I wonder if it's a wave of inner voices telling me something. If she's token, my heart would be broken, I mean, if she's taken, my heart would be breakin'. I don't like to act without information. Wellington beat Napoleon but when it came to getting advance information. Wellington wrote letters to a lady but didn't get enough information about her. He was getting catfished. It turns out she was a homely looking lady. Maybe some people don't mind that. I knew some people who had a talent about getting advance information. Infatuation without advance information is a type of mental devastation. "Don't go with her, she's taken." he used to advise people. I like a few ladies in this town. They might all be taken. Life is hopeless. Or they may not be. So there is some hope.
Not to be Captain Obvious about it, a few years ago, a Native lady, a shaman on some level, told me that I'd be old and be surrounded with my children and grandchildren. I'm nearly 50. Would the window on that be closing? Anyways, that means the lady who would be the future mother of my children walks the Earth now. It wouldn't be like she's not born yet. What, a wife 50 years my junior? Uh, no. She is around somewhere. "Somewhere out there, beneath the pale moon light..." Fievel Goes West
Ironically, of all people to say that, two members of the gay community who never met each other and years apart, said to me that one day I will be a grandfather with grandchildren around me. That's the last thing I thought someone like that would say, I thought they might have hissed something like the Everclear beauty cream ad. 'Everclear, get clear, stay clear.' "Everqueer, get queer, stay queer." It surprised me when I heard them saying that.


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Me and my sweetness. The sweetness of Beebs.

The television is psychic. I thought of doing a growing tree montage for an opening scene of an upcoming cartoon. I saw someone else do it on a TV show. I thought of doing white line superimposed onto blue lines. Someone else did that on a TV show I saw. Then I thought of doing a outer space, a hole ripping in the center of it, a space folding ship passes through it and the hole closes. A video game app did something like that. It seems that media is ripping ideas right out of my mind. Or it is coincidence?
When Francis Dolarhyde first saw the painting of the Great Red Dragon and the Woman clothed with the sun, he felt that William Blake had peeked into his ear and looked right into his brain.
“The picture had stunned him the first time he saw it. Never before had he seen anything that approached his graphic thought. He felt that Blake must have peeked in his ear and seen the Red Dragon”.Red Dragon, Thomas Harris


Luke Perry was on Beverly Hills 90210. I didn't watch that show. I remember Luke Perry as the Reverend Jeremiah Cloutier on Oz who was finally walled up like Edgar Allen Poe's The Black Cat or else the Cask of Amontillado. A great actor. RIP