Are we re-engineered?

We are tampered with, our genes have been reprogrammed to make us live as humanoids. Are we mastered by fictional alien races? The races that don’t exist but inhabit our minds.We are one big dream which is the sea in which everything from unfulfilled desires to impossible will meet frustrating end.

A human body is capable of living at least 150 years but we have been captured by alien spirit only to last 70 to 80 years. We are tantalized by alcohol or smoking to die young. Are these alien baits so that we live unfruitful lives?

All our knowledge is clouded by sever doubts of our existence. Like if the universe is a simulation beyond a certain point, we are unable to fathom the extent of our reach. We have hardly found the reasons as to why we are here. The story painted by Darwin is slow and tiring when we have attained unprecedented success in technology in recent times. Are we being helped along by aliens? What we experience, we experience the will of another indomitable though fictional race.

How could fictional alien concept begin to dawn on our psyche? It is because of our mind. Our mind could be re-engineered. As we are making progress in leaps and bounds, so have our fears of meeting alien super masters have increased. The only comfort we draw for our science to have any worthwhile meaning is cosmology. The Big bang theory denies a chance for alien civilization to emerge anywhere in the universe as it says the universe is uniform in all directions and there is not enough time for alien super life to exist.

It might be there are alien genes among us that they had intermixed themselves with humans long time ago. The aliens might not exist but there thought of possessing us in our dreams is quite plausible.

If we are a simulation then aliens know exactly how to manipulate our ape like existence.


The God’s Son


Ravenously life proposes the dictums of love,
What there could be without love of a lady?
and the stars foretell the white umbrella,
Beneath which the God sits in heavens,
Marking the days of the calendar when,
Beautiful ladies meet their shadows in September,
The Sun dial would report the activity,
of visible light shedding the whiteness,
on edges where the ladies’ parasol rests,
in their white slender and puny hands,
playing ghosts to the blue light arcing,
on the third district of love,
in the southern skies, God’s son drinking Bacardi,
and getting light on the emotion of love,
for he has lost his heart to a damsel,
who lives on the sunny side of heaven,
What could be the fate of God men?
who are busy fanning the love to God,
as if God’s son is the last of the lovers,
dreaming of the velvety sand besides heavens,
With her hand in the bell jar , the fairy who
stole God’s son’s heart is serving five trays,
punishment in the hell,
This could be the fate of ladies who,
swear by thundering to see the light instead.

What I mean by reality?

Reality is some rule that is always true. The rule never changes and by applying the rule we get what the reality is. For Schopenhauer it is the will, for Hegel it turns out to be the spirit which in turn becomes strangely enough power for Nietzsche. To reduce the reality to simple unchanging abstract or concrete thing, solves the complicating problems if we use Mathematics instead.

I wonder what could be the opposite for Schopenhauer that would complement the reality yet give an opposite view. Strangely I come up with a term fictional substance which I put up for mind. Does Schopenhauer mean will as the opposite of mind? How could otherwise he conclude will as representing the underlying representation of the world. We need mind to describe the relation it has with the world and for Schopenhauer it is defined by the will itself.

What I mean by fictional substance is that mind makes abstractions that are not concrete and has no clear framework in the world to which these abstractions are applied. Yet the abstractions clearly define the reality. So what could the fictional substance that erects fiction about the reality mean? Suppose I see a house, I already have an abstraction for the house and it is applied to the reality to define the house in question.

How Hegel defines the world through spirit? Similarly we could understand the world through fictional substance. What essentially we find in reality is fiction to the dual nature of matter. I cannot ascertain the reality I could only approximate through the use of language what it is out there and that is pure fiction, a figment of mind while consciousness stands by to tell the fiction is real and hence what we see is an illusion.

Future is fiction

Fiction is unreal as we all know but it might be that what we see is fiction, an illusion of reality. Fiction is when no true events account for in space and time but is the product of our imagination. Now abstract concepts as glory don’t happen in time but there is in reality an event corresponding to abstract glory so abstractness alone is not sufficient to define fiction.

Future is fiction. There are no events in real time that correspond to any in future so future though exists has no real event associated to it. Hence is unreal. While our present is realization of future so that fiction that is future finds expression in realness of consciousness and as is fictional existent implying fiction is really existing in nature in what’s happening now. Past is but a memory stored with us. So past, future, present doesn’t exist.

Present is abstraction of future whatever I am seeing has been abstracted from future such that I from a continuous film of reality. But future itself is fiction so future is not existing. Hence I am abstracting something that doesn’t exist so present doesn’t exist. So what I see is an illusion of abstractness of future. I have through my consciousness all the abstract concepts into future and make an instance of these abstracts to form a picture of reality. Everything that I see is present as abstract reality in non existing future. Hence reality is an idea in future. So I hold an idealist and futuristic view of reality.

About Time

What of misfortune I talk about,

love and death are part of the same prime,

that inhabit the tribes of the world to route,

desolation and hunger,

to each’s locale,

and accord a living record,

to a solemn soul listening to life in umpteen types,

Thus love engulfed the mind with sacred fire of knowledge,

foregoing the algae and to pick up the domains which.

time put up as its fancies to talk to the humans,

if perchance,

and I venture to listen to time to say,

nothing ever would exist but the dust of the universe


Time could occur without space


How could be that nothing contains space? If the scientists are to be believed time had a beginning earlier than anything.It was nothing and time was non-existent, it is that we tie time to the fabric of space. If there is space, there is time. Now nothing had no space thus there was no time. It is like saying the real numbers 1, 2,3… and so on exist but there was moment when 1 could not exist since there was no space. The 1 is an abstraction of time itself which has nothing to do with space so it could exist prior to any space. For time we could say it is a numerical order that has nothing to do with any relation to any events happening. So time could occur without space and the number 2 only means that it exists prior to the numerical order in time. That means for events 1,2 and 3, 2 though occurs after 1 was present prior to occurring in the future cone of time.

It is a possibility that one dimension of time is ever existent like a series of real numbers which doesn’t require any space.But then time is not for correlating events as which has happened before but is the abstraction through which events could unfold in spacetime continuum and without space it could abstract nothing but abstraction itself when the abstraction is pure without having an instance in space.