Underlying
fields.
Fields of
energy.
Fields of
consciousness.
Quantum
fields of
intelligence
permeates
spacetime.
Permeates,
parallels
all parallel
fields of
existence.
Always was,
always will be.
All that appear
mere ghostly
potential,
manifestations
of
possibilities.
All at once
everywhere
every time.
All at once.
Material
appearance
bubbles up,
exists for
a time.
Reabsorbed.
Echoes of
intelligence
consciousness.
Fields of
understanding,
infinite
fields of
consciousness.
Quantum
field potential
everywhere,
every time.
Manifestations
of potential,
momentarily
appearing then
vanishing back.
Reabsorbed.
Back to the
fields of
quantum
consciousness.
Personal illusion,
consciousness  
does not die
simply
reabsorbed.
Death,
merely an
illusion
of quantum
field dynamics.

Deep into
the bowels
of existence
I look.
Deep into
time.
Deep into
substance.
Deep into
reality I stare.
Others stare
back.
Others looking.
Throughout
time.
Others looking
for answers.
Answers into
why.
Why is there
anything?
Deeper I
journey.
Wondering
what’s at
the core,
the center
of it all.
Fog,
is what
I see, the
quantum fog
of probabilities.
The substrate
of reality
uncertain.
Mystery
is what
I found.
Mystery is
all there is!

Deep
  dark time,
falling
further and
further into
  the void.
Cold time.
Colder and
colder as it
sinks,
sinks into
something
  ancient,
something
timeless.
  Looking up
fading light,
  never to be
seen again.
Looking down,
darkness,
  cold darkness.
  Never ending
  fall, never
ending darkness.
Never ending
cold.
Deep time
freezes everything.
  Fixes it in time.
Ultimate
destination.

What is God?
What is a god?
It’s all relative.
It’s all semantics really.
To those who wandered this globe fifty thousand years ago we’d be gods.
Would those who live fifty thousand years from now be looked on as “Gods” by us?
How far into the future, into the past or out into space would we need to peer to find the God?
In fifty thousand years could we produce virtual constructs with artificially intelligent beings? If so, would we be their gods?
Could these beings we produced evolve to create their own virtually intelligent beings?
If so, how far down the rabbit hole could it possibly go? How many layers of gods could their possibly be?
Perhaps more than can be possibly known!

Wonderment.
Understanding
lacking.
Why?
Existence.
Why?
How?
How to
explain,
understand?
Spinning
in reality.
Trying
to make
sense.
Good.
Evil.
Dwelling
in the
soul.
Why?
How to
explain?
Manifestations
of the
observed.
Of existence.
Deities.
Good, evil.
Needed to
explain.
Coercing,
controlling
telling what
to do.
Explaining
the
unexplainable.
Praying,
following,
avoiding.
C­ontrolling
hearts and
minds.
Turmoil.
Understanding
in turmoil.
Deity steadies.
Something
to hold
on to.
Life raft.
Life raft
in the
void, darkness.
Holding
the monsters
at bay.
Helping
make sense
of the
senseless.
Bulwark to
oblivion.
Hope.
Irrational hope.
Last line
of defense.

Important
little things.
Scurrying.
Scurrying
around.
Acting out.
Delusions
of grandeur.
Deadly
serious.
Jockeying
for position.
Stepping
over, on.
Win at
all costs.
Ends justifies
the means.
Self important
little things.
Ant hill
of existence.
Meaningless.
Going where?
Achieving what?
Hurting who?
Important
little beings,
scurrying
about.
Scurrying about
in the
meaningless.
Meaningless
oblivion.

Look
around.
A world
designed.
Billions of
years in the
making.
Fine
tuned, made
perfect.
Flowing water.
Warm temperatures.
Sustainable.
Look around
a world
designed.
All things
made
came from
Gaia.
All things
forged,
came out
of the
ground
through the
mind of
man.
Cradle of
existence
provided everything
needed
for the
mind of
man.
Take a
look around
everything
designed.

It has
arrived.
Reckless
abandon,
wantonness,
raw power.
Crashing
all around.
Circled,
corralled
controlled.
Mind control,
brainwashed.
Coursing through
mind and soul.
Freedom
of thought,
eliminated.
Zombie armies
created.
The beast has
arrived living
in technology,
controlled by
its minions.
Fall inline.
Differences
canceled
not allowed.
The Devourer
has arrived
streaming,
flowing through
the mind
into the soul.
Obedience.
The Devourer
of freedom
living in ideas,
thoughts,
promulgated
through
technology.
Daily it grows,
exponentially
it destroys.
Individualism
crushed.
Zombies it
creates.
Devourer
of worlds
has arrived.

Right in front
of our
eyes.
We stare.
We stare
at screens.
All day long,
we stare at
screens.
This is new.
This is
different,
like
never before.
Glow of
information
streams,
streams to
our eyes
into our
minds.
Like never
before.
We’re changing.
Information
manipulation.
The mind
being
reshaped.
Thinking being
altered.
Battle lines
being drawn.
Manipulation
on a
global scale.
Invasion
into our
humanity.
Invasion
into our
souls.
Forces beyond
control.
Invasion!

Are we ready for what’s to come?
Will we know how to behave?
Never before in human history has there been such disruption. It was once a much simpler place. No more. The future is arriving faster than ever before.
Gia now has a neural net the brain is coming alive.
Things are changing at such a clip not like anything seen before. Things will never be the same.
Computers that once filled rooms are now held in the palm of our hands. Not too many years from now they’ll be cursing through our veins.
Nanotechnology, biotechnology, computer technology exploding at such a pace, soon enough, the internet will be connected to our face.
We’ll all be part of the global brain, have instant access to all the knowledge mankind has thus far obtained. Soon, artificial intelligence will join us where we live, things will never be the same. Machines will build machines smarter all the time. Where we go after all this may drive us insane.
Some say we’ll build virtual worlds every bit as real, and designed them to meet our every need, absolutely ideal. No one knows for sure which way all this will go.
I suggest you batten down the hatches though, it’s going to be quite the show.

Wielding power.
Power
to control,
dominate.
Used for
subjugation.
Power used
to enrich
enhance.
Unscrupulous
power.
Power
taken by
a few to
control
the many.
Pompous
power,
mindset
superiority.
Superiority.
Terrarium
­power.
Terrarium
superiority.
Terrarium
pompous.
Small power.
Tiny power.
Negligible power
on a
universal scale
of time
and space.
All past
power, simply
dust
in the wind.
Power,
meaningless.
Meaningless
power.

Doors.
Room full.
Countless.
Everywhere
doors.
Looking
deciding.
Each a
different
future.
Each a
different
universe.
Each a
different
life.
One
after another.
Passing
through.
Which to
choose?
Never ending
paths.
Never ending
destinations.
Immeasurable
combinations,
door after
door.
Navigation.
Navigating,
creating
personal
existence.
Door after
door.
Choice after
choice
existence built.
Personal reality
sculpted.
Original
odyssey.
Unique
creation.
Self.
Existence.
Infinite
doors.
Infinite
choices.
Infinite
destinations.
A personal
reality built.

A world
beyond.
Dreamland
unbounded.
A vision of
grander
vistas.
Vistas
unshackled by
the senses.
Senses that
limit our
vision, our
reach.
The senses
tell us
this is
all there is.
Five senses
dictates!
Dictates
reality.
Dictates
all that
is seen and
known.
Dreamland shows
otherwise.
Dreamland
takes us to
other realms,
other times.
No limits!
No limits
to a
richer
reality.
A reality
beyond the
senses.
Dreamland,
a sixth
sense,
a window
to infinity!

Where do we live?
Is this place even real?
How real is real?
We open our eyes and find ourselves here.
But, where is here?
We accept what we see, what else can we do?
We move through life doing what we do.
It all seems normal like it all should be.
What is normal, is it all that we know?
Some say we live in a hologram, a virtual world.
If so, is that really real? Are we just a program artificially smart?
If that is true, what can we actually do?
If virtual here could we be virtual anywhere else?
Moving from program to program by someone, somewhere else.
“Gods” in Valhalla in a unusual twist, may actually exist!
We could all be immortal in a different sort of way, but living in a dream,
created by who knows who, or where?

We are
custom made.
Custom made
for this
place,
from this
place.
What we
know,
who we
are,
what we
think,
indigenous.
Springing up
from the
core,
squeezing
through
the rocks,
out of the
mud.
Primordial scream!
Our senses,
how we relate
predetermined
by this place.
Every fiber of
our being
determined
by a mote of
dust lost
in infinity.
Programmed
by uncertainty.
Following instincts
layered
onto our
souls.
Believing
we are free.
Free in a prison,
a preprogrammed
prison on a mote
in a void.
Life in a
drop of water.
All we consider
significant
isn’t.
Here,
is where
we bubbled
up.
Here,
is where we’ll
dry up.
A puff
of dust
in the breeze.
A blow to
the ego
this is.
A little
more humility
surely applies.

Dynamic!
Animal.
Civilized.
Instinct
driven,
controlled.
Hormones­
influencing.
Intellectual.
Learning.
Consciousness
driven.
Anima­l
growling.
Dynamic
situation.
Modernity
struggling.
Teetering
on­ the
edge!
Past versus
future
wrestling
for control.
Battlefield.
Littered
battlefield
of modernity.
Volatile.
Moving
forward or
falling
back?
Enlightenment
or
savagery?
Animal control
or philosophical
persuasion?
Dangerous
passage.
Battle
rages on.