But what if I was right?

“But what if I was right?” is going to be a site where I can postulate new theories, work out new ideas, daydream a little, and hopefully make some breakthrough announcements.

I’ve done it this way because it is so hard to voice new ideas or theories without either sounding crazy, or being restricted by any one specific category or another.

The beauty of it is that I can make the pieces as short or as long as I want. Or, I can even keep them to  single statements.

The point is, the tagline of “But what if I was right?” allows me to keep these things in the realm of fiction. Because of this, I can reach more people with ides and concepts traditionally attacked by mainstream science and academia.

Which is what I need to do.

I am someone you might call a “Singularity Observer.” Quite a while back I had an evening that I can only best describe as an awakening. So as to not get caught in the trap of, “I was just thinking of that song,” I started writing as much down as I could before I started trying to figure out what had just happened.

These things were fragments of imagery similar to memory, yet not of things I had ever remembered learning. I saw Algebraic formula’s and shapes of molecules. Words like “exponential function,” or “Singularity” kept nagging at me. I saw rockets on gantries, and famine in Africa.

There was a feeling of intense importance associated with the whole thing, as well something that made it seem all connected, and greater than the sum of it’s parts. Something fantastic.

Although I had (and still struggle with) a bit of trouble believing it, I also felt a repeated assurance that I wasn’t crazy. Unfortunately though, this “assurance” makes me quite nervous because it’s implication is that it is something coming from outside my  self.

For the last few years I’ve been trying to sort it all out and make sense of “why” I was awakened in this way.  “Was I supposed to be the one to change the world?” “Or perhaps even teach?” Maybe I was supposed to investigate a specific field or technology and make an important discovery.

I still don’t know to this day exactly what my role is going to be, but one thing I do know is that when I’m told to write, I write.

I know I should probably accept the fact that I just had a set of random thoughts or something that made me “feel” as if I were experiencing all of it, and that there is no reasonable explanation for me to believe I had been “awakened” by anything, or had been specifically made aware of anything extraordinary. Because this all makes no sense, I should just do nothing.

But, what if I was right?



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