brain in a vat

self-programming

Undeniably, we’ve all been programmed one way or another. It could well be that the ultimate purpose of death is to allow us to erase one program, get reborn and try another. Well, anything is possible. But just look at how set in our ways we get when we become old. Our programming runs so deep, and we don’t know how to write over it, or undo the code. Even if we see that it’s not working we run it into the ground because we’re incapable of connecting new circuitry. Possibly the best education you could give to a child would be the tools to write their own program. 

I witnessed a highly contagious wave of insecurity passing through some of my family members the other day, and I observed that we transmit fear chemically, hormonally, via subtle channels that are presumably much stronger between family members.

My guess is that in order to hasten our escape from predators, we are primally hard-wired, as primates, to pick up chemical fear signals from close members of our group and react with alarm as fast as possible, as do other pack-animals, such as dogs, which explains our easy complicity with them. 

Obviously this must pre-date any vocal communication technique and must also travel much faster as a signal. The effects of these subtle signals are incredibly powerful and can collapse certainties in seconds, as effectively as the architect from “Inception” crushes Paris. It is, in fact, inception, but at a sub-level that precedes even the formulation of a thought. The closer the bond, the more tuned in emotionally we are to a person, the more receptive to these signals we are. Some might label this telepathy. 

Presumably these signals get locked into our bodies and become habitual reactions, Pavlov’s doggy-style, and although each person’s way of dealing with those signals may be different, as each tries to cope according to their belief system, the underlying alarm bells are still present to be activated, so subliminally, we spread our programming to those closest to us…

Just a thought..

AM

Post Script from psychologytoday.com - “In toddler love, feelings are the ultimate reality; in adult love, feelings are signals about possible reality ” (plus more about the limbic alarm system)

Open letter to Bob Brown

As a relatively young person raised on a diet of sleek and sophisticated marketing communications, sure in the presumption that most people under thirty would like to see the environmental challenges of our time addressed with ingenuity and gusto, I am consistently disappointed and dismayed by the graceless, clunky lumbering of our political conversation.

When faced with yet another over-dramatised television message proclaiming economic doom and entreating us to quake and tremble unless wealthy, polluting industries are delivered subsidies on a platter, I can only roll my eyes and wonder exactly which credulous 5 year olds these people think they are addressing.

It seems to me a perfect time for the people of Australia to be shown some positive solutions, so that we can envisage together a world with long-term, harmonious growth and sustainable prosperity.

One particular solution we deserve to hear more about, an industry that Australia has a foothold in, but could be fostering to great future business potential, is algae-based fuel manufacture. It runs on seawater, eats carbon, produces fertilizer as a byproduct and will soon reach price parity with oil, without the stigma of violence and spills.

I do hope we are not to be left behind in these technological advances as we have been in the solar industry, now forging ahead in China.

I’m sure I am not alone in feeling like an unwitting participant in the geopolitical machinations of the ruthless and corrupt every time I go to the petrol pump, and would prefer an option that didn’t include the blood of Iraqis and Libyans.

Unfortunately, complete abstinence is not an option for myself nor thousands of geographically remote Australians, but given a local, sustainable alternative, I would happily transfer my purchasing power to a more peacefully obtained oil substitute.

I don’t believe in reversing the advances made by technology and industry, as I am a happy beneficiary of Australia’s incomparable standard of living. I hope only to see these benefits carried into the future with some foresight and ingenuity, of which I believe there is a wealth to be mined in this country, with the right emphasis from policy makers and their sorely lacking communications departments.

Instead of suffering yet another invocation of the old hip-pocket bogeyman, surely the Australian public is intelligent enough to be inspired by messages of creativity and invention, showing just how public funds might be used to steer the apocalyptic trajectory of the fossil fuel industry back towards a more sustainable, progressive, humane endgame. We deserve to be shown an opportunity-filled future we want to be part of, not subjected continually to the hefty great clunking behemoth of the political fear machine.

Just a thought.

AM