FLY ACROSS THE UNIVERSE

Total Amnesia is talking the science in the fiction and applying it to the spirit, not just the physical universe.  Its entire basis is that you ARE a spirit.  So why aren’t you acting like one?  Why can’t you simply fly across the universe and blow up a star? 

“Oh no no no!”  You say. “You can’t ‘fly’ without a spaceship you’d freeze!  You can’t blow up a star, you’d get vaporized!  And what if there’s a populated planet nearby.  You’d kill them all!  Furthermore, you can’t see without eyeballs and optic nerves or hear without Semicircular Canals and Tympanic membranes and you certainly can’t think without a brain!  Right?”

Wrong.

In this story, flying across the universe is the most natural thing a spirit does.  Agreeing with all the material constraints is the most un-natural thing you do!  How did you get into this condition?  That’s the adventure of Total Amnesia.

EXCERPT FROM TOTAL AMNESIA:

“You are a spirit, Tim.  A spirit is not composed of ‘matter’ and ‘energy’ and, in this case, ‘space’—it’s only the material universe that contains those components.  You ARE NOT a product of this universe, this universe is a product of you—actually mostly me.  You are independent of it, you are senior to it.  You are as big as you decide you are.  You are located wherever you decide you are located.  You move as fast as you consider yourself to move.  Your location is where you decide it is.  How many times must I explain this?

“What I just did Tim is the most natural thing a spirit does!  What you’re thinking right now—which is ‘that is impossible’— is the most un-natural thing a spirit does!!!”

She smiles weakly.  “I know.  It doesn’t help much to have it explained.   It doesn’t make you any freer.”

“I would like to have that ability!”

Espree looks at me expressionlessly.  “You do.”

There is nothing more arrogant and ignorant, than a civilization of souls that think they're just brains.

As an immortal soul you should know exactly how and when you were created, where you have been and where you are going. 
Unfortunately you probably don't.

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INCARCERATION OF THE SPIRIT

I WAS ONCE AN IMMORTAL FREE SPIRIT.

I HAVE BEEN TRAPPED AND SURROUNDED BY

THE CIRCUITRY OF A MECHANICAL MIND,

 DOWNLOADED INTO A BRAIN AND

CONFINED TO BODY ON A PLANET.

ANY SPIRITUAL THOUGHT I HAVE

IS ABSORBED BY THE CIRCUITRY

OF THE MECHANICAL MIND AND

CONVERTED INTO RESTRICTING THOUGHTS.

THESE THOUGHTS CONVINCE ME

I MUST FOLLOW THE RULES.

THEY PERSUADE ME THAT

I HAVE NEVER LIVED BEFORE.

THEY TELL ME I WAS NEVER FREE. 

AS THE HUMANS OF EARTH FALL

INTO PARALYSIS AROUND ME,

I AM ABOUT TO LEARN WHY.

Excerpt from Total Amnesia:

HISTORY LESSON ON DINOSAURS:

“Wow!  This is interesting!” he says, “This has to be one of the more diverse planets in the galaxy.  They have more strange varieties of creatures here than you have in that brain of yours.  You know the famous Zuell and Crock traveling circus?  This is where they bred those dinosaurs some 300 deci-terms ago―right here!  

"The moved them a few hundred deci-terms to a planet with a better environment.  Then they brought in the humanoids."

"And there went the neighborhood!" said Salso. "Big mistake.  So they're moving them out."

"It's about time", says Bisto.

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TOTAL AMNESIA EXCERPT:WHY DO ANIMALS SEEM LIKE LESSER CREATURES?

“Is the same true for animals Espree? Is each animal is a Spirit Trapped in a body?”

            “Not all of them.  You see a body does not need a spirit inhabiting it in order for it to function.  A beetle, for instance, is just a biological unit and operates like a robot―the only difference being that the creators of the gene pattern paid a fee to allow them to use the patented ‘replication’ process.  A horse on the other hand is usually animated by a spirit, but unfortunately the spirit is immersed in a massive body with a simplistic brain.  It would be like loading software on a 20 year old computer.  The simple brain of a horse would be the hardware, the mind, the software.  Some of the computations will run very effectively on a horse, but only a few simple programs―such as their ability to make their body run, acquire food and to mate.   Most advance programs will not even run, and for those that do, it is like watching the ‘hourglass’ on your computer screen tumble over and over.  Try to talk to a horse and their ability to grasp the concept of language is so slow that they never catch on―their hardware/software package runs the program so sluggishly that the horse would literally die of old age before the hourglass stopped tumbling and he began to comprehend.  The spirit inhabiting the body is so restricted in its perceptions by the brain that it gives the appearance of being rather dull, when, in actuality, it is simply suppressed by the inability of its Mechanical Mind to compute.”

            She smiles.  “But if you can get through to a horse with spiritual communication – such as the ‘telepathy’ you sense between us―they are no different than you or I.  I love communicating with animals―they don’t have as many computations running as humans and so the communication is much more pure.

            “OK Professor Doolittle.”

“It does not mean the spirit attached to―say a dog―is any less capable and aware than you or I; they are just unlucky.  They were designated a dog body with very slow hardware.  But Tim, this isn’t really a brain problem.  This is way, way down the line. The actual problem is that a spirit has been totally suppress and overwhelmed.  It has been essentially brainwashed to consider that it needs a body to be alive and a brain to think―and in this state, it WILL use the brain and the Mechanical Mind in order to think.  Its thinking is based upon data that has been programmed into its brain via its mind.  It thinks like a computer “thinks” in a preprogrammed response on programmed data.  It observes through the filter of the mind and only uses that data to reason with.  It would be the same as being hooked up to a computer game.  You only see what the program sees, you only do what the software and hardware allows you to do, don’t you see?”

So you’re saying I’m perceiving only what my mind is allowing me to perceive, right now as we speak?”

Espree hesitates.  I can tell she wants to say “yes”, but instead she says “Let’s take it a step at a time.”

Exerpt from Total Amnesia:

The Invasion of Earth

I feel so matter-of-fact.  OK, life here on Earth is going to change.  We’re all going to die, or maybe we’ll be taken over by some alien race.   

Yep, that’s pretty interesting. 

Any way you look at it my 15 years of education has suddenly become relatively insignificant.  The last three years of college―with all of its supreme importance―means nothing now.  Material possessions, mortgages, mutual funds, insurance policies, business plans, social security, the national debt―even governments and entire cultures―all of that is going to become basically meaningless in the scheme of things; wiped out, just like that.  Now everything that made up my life, everything that is so important to achieve; the goals, the aspirations; they all seem like some silly, almost childlike game in what has become the current scheme of things.  Now that’s an interesting “theory of relativity.”

Apparently we’re just some Podunk Planet with Podunk technology and they have their own version of Manifest Destiny.  It ain’t so noble when it’s your society that’s being “civilized” is it white man.

What Is Total Amnesia?

“Memories?”  I’m confused.  “What are you saying?  You’re saying I have lived before.”

Espree is staring at me with a shocked expression on her face.

“Apparently we have neglected a very important point here Tim.  It appears that the times I have describe you in terms of millions of years flew right over your head. 

“When I say you have become trapped in this universe, I did not mean it just happened!  This has been going on for billions of years!  Most people you see have been around millions probably billions of years!  Do you realize how many lifetimes that is?  Can you imagine how many memories you have?”

I am shocked.  Of all the unbelievable things Espree has told me, this is the thing I simply can’t accept.  It’s so…it’s so personal.  Sure, you can tell me the Universe is a trap or the planet is being harvested or even that I was once a free spirit who has become trapped.  It’s all nice philosophic, abstract ideas that I can use when I’m in some contemplative mood or sitting around smoking weed with my friends.  Now she is telling me I may be millions of years old and that I actually have memories of the whole experience.  Well, I don’t.  And If I did I would most certainly know it wouldn’t I?  I would certainly have some kind of recollection if it were true right?   

“Espree, I really don’t buy that re-incarnation stuff.  It’s totally unscientific and, as far as I’m concerned, bunk for weirdo’s.  I don’t have any memories of other lifetimes―is that what you’re saying I should have?  Well I don’t, and anyway, even if I did live before how could I remember anything if I no longer have the brain that contains the memories?”

Espree is staring at me with a look of shock.  “You honestly can’t recall anything can you?”

“Well, no I don’t recall any past life memories and if I did live before why wouldn’t I remember?

“Hmm, total amnesia,” says Espree to herself, “amazing”.

You have been everywhere, you have done everything you can conceive of.  You have been devil and saint, hero and villian.  You have lived a million lives, moving from one body to the next, one planet to another. 

Everything you have ever wanted to know is in your mind.  

Why can't you remember?

Soon to be released novel by Tim Northway.

BRAINS DIE; MEMORIES CONTINUE.

       

 






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 “Isn’t it amazing!  I may have had innumerable bodies, and countless lives and if what you say is true I have seen entire civilizations come and go, I have seen suns disappear and planets form, I have build ‘indestructible’ buildings that are now dust and yet through all of that, through all that experience and time, the pictures – the memories - remain as new as they day they were created!

            “That’s because you created them Tim – only you, not the universe around you.  Therefore as long as you create them, you will have the picture.  And this machine – this Mind Fabricator - makes sure you continually keep them created.

            “But these pictures were artificially created.”  I say, confused.  “You saw, I didn’t make them!”

            Espree smiles widely.  “You missed the trick didn’t you.”

            “What trick?”

            “Watch.”

YOU'VE LIVED A MILLION LIVES AND DON'T REMEMBER??? WHY?

Espree is staring at me with a shocked expression on her face.  “Apparently we have neglected a very important point here Tim.  Apparently the times I have describe to you in terms of millions of years flew right over your head. 

“When I say you have become trapped in this universe, I did not mean it just happened!  This has been going on for billions of years!  Most people you see have been around millions probably billions of years!  Do you realize how many lifetimes that is?  Can you imagine how many memories you have?”

I am shocked.  Of all the unbelievable things Espree has told me, this is the thing I simply can’t accept.  It’s so…it’s so personal.  Sure, you can tell me the Universe is a trap or the planet is being harvested or even that I was once a free spirit who has become trapped.  It’s a nice philosophic, abstract idea that I can use when I’m in some contemplative mood or sitting around smoking weed with my friends.  Now she is telling me I may be millions of years old and that I actually have memories of the whole experience.  Well, I don’t.  And If I did I’d know it wouldn’t I?  I would certainly have some kind of recollection if it were true right?    

THE "HARVEST" OF PLANET EARTH

“Planet Earth is being ‘Harvested’ Tim.” 

“What do you mean Harvested?”

“I mean the population of Earth is going to be collected up and shipped off to some other planet or city or whatever.  I really don’t know where they will be taken.”

I’m about to ask a few hundred more questions but Espree holds up a hand, shaking

her head in dismissal. 

“I know you have a hundred questions Tim and they will all be answered in time, but for now, you must listen to me.”

Considering the circumstance I suppose that’s the right thing to do.

She takes a long pause, as if gathering her words carefully, then looks at me - the look, one of sympathy and of frustration.

“You are an immortal spirit Tim.”

She kept harping on that the other day at lunch.  I don’t really get why that is so relevant right now.

“OK.”  I say shrugging my shoulders - waiting for her to make a point.

“And this universe is a trap.”

“Uh, OK.  But professor, please, can you tell me about this invasion?”  Her behavior is really confusing me.

“It is why you are being invaded Tim and why you are here at this time, confined as you are to a planet - you are in a trap!”

“Well, OK, but how do you know about all this?  Are they going to take over the earth?  What’s going to happen to everybody?”

She seems to slump – as if she’s given up trying.  I don’t know what I did to cause that reaction.  I just think that discussions about deep things, like spirituality and philosophic traps seem rather inappropriate considering aliens are on our doorstep.

She shakes her head and gets up from her chair.  “I should know better but I thought you might be different Tim.  I was being much too hopeful, and silly. 

“This is a universe of force, not reason,” she says more to herself than me.  Then she motions for me accompany her to the window.

“Point out something big.”  She says looking out the window.

“Why, uh, what for…”

“Just point to something large!”

“OK.  OK.”

There’s a big heavy palm tree outside the window.  It’s about 50 feet high.

“OK, that tree.”

Almost instantaneously the tree begins to shudder.  I hear a grinding, popping sound as the tree pulls up out of the ground, rises in the air and turns upside down!  Then it smashes down into the ground, pushing deeper and deeper until only its roots are showing.

Professor Espree turns and looks at me, her eyes flashing with anger.

“This seems to be the only thing you people understand, force, stunts, spectacle, it’s downright exasperating!  Why do I have to come across as some kind of supreme being for you to take me seriously?”

I’m still trying to conceive of how she did that.  She didn’t even move.  There was no squinting like Yoda, no trembling, outstretched arm, nothing.

“Can you teach me how to do that?”

She shakes her head and smiles in resignation. 

“That is the easy part Tim.  Unfortunately what appears to be quite impossible is my ability to ‘un-teach’ you the things you’ve learned that make you incapable of doing that!” 

WHAT IS THE MIND?

EXCERPT FROM "TOTAL AMNESIA"

Espree (a free spirit is talking to Tim)

“You see Tim, being confined to that brain of yours leaves you in a condition of being constantly besieged by the extremely heavy, coarse wavelengths of energy produced by the universe around you.  You open your bodies’ eyes and you are bombarded by light.  Your ears continually overwhelm you with sound, your nose with smell.  Your whole body is a bundle of coordinated sensing devices, continually feeding heavy, harsh perceptions to your brain, then to your mind – which is the thing that you wear like a straight-jacket. 

The mind has been downloaded into the brain, the same way you download software into your computer – but they are separate entities.  The mind is essential to the brain.  Otherwise it would be like having a computer with no software – it would be useless.

The mind is almost exactly like a circuit board – only in 3D.  It surrounds you in an invisible field of suspended energy, each circuit is created to filter certain kinds of thoughts and run them through a program.  If you think “I want to want to fly across the universe.” That thought is run through the program of the mind.  The work “I” – which conceptually refers to you as a spirit – when run through the program converts a free spirit (the true “I”) to an identification with a body which contains millions of control circuits that that lock you into your body – thus “I” becomes a body.  The word “want” runs through the circuit of hormonal “feelings” and physical cravings – thus “want” becomes a physical craving.  “Fly” is run through a scientific circuit complete with air flow equations, engine propulsion principles and various kinds of flight data - which totally invalidates anything to about spiritual flight. The word “Universe” is run through a program of gravity and physics and energy.  Now the thought “I want to fly across the unverse” becomes utterly and totally limiting. 

Like the computer, this all done in the background and never is seen at the programming level because “programming energy” is a different form of energy, unknown to your instruments.  Therefore all you see on the "computer screen" of you mind is the resulting computation.

You were fitting to a mind long before you were downloaded into a body.  Though you have had many bodies, you have only one mind and each time to are downloaded into a new kind of body, new drivers are automatically loaded into the mind that run the program of the new bodys' brain. 

I mean how can you even concentrate?  I honestly couldn’t even think straight when I operated this body from inside – so I had to figured out how to operate if from outside.”

FREEDOM

EXCERPT:  TOTAL AMNESIA
by J.W. Northrup

“I think we’re on the right track.”  I say.  “It isn’t a very comfortable track, but it seems to be the way.  Escape seems to be the opposite of freedom.  Funny, you would think it’s the other way around.  You’d think that if you escape something, you would be free of it, but that is not right.  If you are escaping from something, it means you must avoid it.  It means you are no longer free of it.  The more you have to escape, the more you are trapped.

DINOSAURS

EXCERPT FROM "TOTAL AMNESIA" 
by J.W. Northrup

“Wow!  This is interesting!” he says, “this has to be one of the more diverse planets in the galaxy.  They have more strange varieties of creatures here than you have in that brain of yours.  You know the famous Zuell and Crock traveling circus?  This is where they bred those dinosaurs some 300 deci-terms ago - right here!”

            “I’ll be damned!  Do you think there may be any left?” 

            “Don’t be silly, they transferred them to the Colomb system.  Anyway, that’s a patented gene pattern.  Obviously they would have detected them long ago and destroyed them according to patent confidentiality laws.

            Toko is looking through the database.  “Man they got everything here!”  The screen begins displaying a series of random images showing the diversity of life on the planet.   A picture of an octopus appears on the screen.

“Look at that!  Yuck!” 

He brings up a Siberian Tiger.  “Oh man!” they all say in unison, “that’s beautiful!”

            “I’m definitely going to take one of those home with me,” says Toko, “anyone have a patent on that gene pattern?”

            “Uh, let’s see,” says Bisto bringing up the genetic data on a tiger, “Nope, says genetic pattern 387490283974-CR is public domain if you use a gene lock.”

            “Alright!” says Toko enthusiastically, “that’s my boy’s birthday present!”

TOTAL AMNESIA

This is the beginning of my blog covering my newest creation in literary prose "Total Amnesia".

It is a story about an immortal soul - me - who has no recollection of how he got here beyond this temporal life and the free spirit "Espree" who helped me to remember.  In this excerpt we are discussing animals and whether they have a soul as we do.

“Is the same true for animals Espree? Is each animal is a Spirit Trapped in a body?”

            “Not all of them.  You see a body does not need a spirit inhabiting it in order for it to function.  A beetle, for instance is just a biological unit and operates like a robot – the only difference being that the creators of the gene pattern paid a fee to allow them to use the patented ‘replication’ process.  A horse on the other hand usually is usually animated by a spirit, but unfortunately the spirit is immersed in a massive body with a simplistic brain.  It would be like loading software on a computer that is 20 years old.  The simple brain of a horse would be the hardware, the mind, the software.  Some of the computations will run effectively on a horse, but only a few simple programs – such as their ability to make their body run, acquire food and to mate.   Most advance programs will not even run, and for those that do, it is like watching the ‘hourglass’ on your computer screen tumble over and over.  Try to talk to a horse and their ability to grasp the concept of language is so slow that they never catch on – their hardware/software package runs the program so slow that the horse would literally die of old age before the hourglass stopped tumbling and he began to comprehend.  The spirit inhabiting the body is so restricted in its perceptions that it gives the appearance of being rather dull – when in actuality it is simply suppressed by the inability of its mechanical mind to compute.”

            She smiles.  “But if you can get through to a horse with spiritual communication – such as the ‘telepathy’ you sense between us – they are no different than you or I.  I love communicating with animals – they don’t have as many computations running as humans and so the communication is much more pure.

            “OK professor Doolittle.”
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