Hi again Amnesia (And all)
I just remembered that I still owed you a response to a query you raised a couple of posts ago, i.e.
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‘You said your friends work in mysterious ways and try to come through to us in the means that we each can best interpret/be aware of. but other beings can do the same thing. I mean, they weren't saying that they were the ones in all cases trying to contact everyone right? I think I misread that as them saying that they were the ones responsible for all forms of otherworldy/dimensional experiences we humans might encounter. Is this a fair assessment or am i totally off here?’
I think the best way for me to answer that is to highlight a few parts of my earlier posts which are effectively ‘jigsaw puzzle pieces’ that helped me make sense of the ‘big picture’.
I guess many people will have trouble getting their heads around some of this so maybe I should start by referring to one of my earlier posts where my friends had asked me if I was “Absolutely sure” about something and I replied:
“‘Look! If you are going to talk about what I am ‘absolutely’ sure of then I’d have to go back to Descartes’ ‘I think therefore I am’ stuff because if you get right down to basics that really is the ONLY thing that anyone can be absolutely sure of. I know I exist because I am thinking, but do I know that this world around me that I think I live in actually exists? Do I know that all the people I think I see and think I talk to actually exist? Do I know I am human and not just some brain floating around in fluid in some science lab’ bell jar? Do I know I have any physical form whatsoever? I really can’t say that I am ‘absolutely sure’ about any of them if you get right down to it Big Yin.”
I had understood what Descartes was saying long before any of the weird stuff started happening to me but up until that point it was nothing more than some interesting logic that could neither be proved or disproved – i.e. whether or not the world around us is real and solid or is completely constructed in our mind doesn’t really matter because what does matter is that it is real to us. Whether they are ‘real’ or only constructed in our mind solid things are solid, hard things are hard etc…I guess most of us have played or at least seen computer games – If Sonic The Hedgehog or Mario come up against a wall in the computer game you and I know that ‘the wall’ is really just some different coloured pixels on the screen that have been programmed to behave differently from the rest of the pixels on the screen however that doesn’t really matter to Sonic or Mario as he still can’t walk through it!
In the days leading up to ‘contact’ with my friends Descartes had been on my mind quite a bit as it was really the only logical explanation my brain could come up with to explain some of the stuff I had seen and experienced. I don’t want to go into detailed discussions about parts of the story in my books because it won’t mean much to anyone who hasn’t read them however I will have to make some references to parts of my books to explain what I mean here. From the moment I first noticed that a lot of weird stuff was happening around me my mind struggled to find an explanation for it all because I am ‘scientific and logical’ by nature and had always been a devout sceptic of all things religious or paranormal. At first I could simply put many of the early things down to ‘coincidence’ but the sheer amount of bizarre coincidences soon got to the stage where my logical brain had to accept that there was more going on than that. I guess many people reading my first book (‘Malevolent Midnight’) where I was dragged off my sofa by some ‘invisible hand/invisible force’ and then dragged and tossed about my house and garden would think it is a poltergeist story however ‘poltergeist’ meant nothing to me. I mean sure I had heard stories about poltergeist activity and at the time it was happening I did realise that what was happening to me seemed similar to some poltergeist stories I had heard but being able to put a name to it didn’t make it any easier for me to understand it nor could it possibly explain all the other stuff that had happened. Maybe the bit from my first book that most helped me reach a ‘logical’ explanation for it all was the bit when I was in my garden and out of frustration I lashed out and kicked a small plastic dustpan that was lying on my garden path with my bare foot – In the ‘real world’ the light plastic dustpan should have sailed through the air and hit the wall of my house however that night the dustpan didn’t move and stayed stuck to the garden path as if it had been welded down. Maybe people willing to accept ‘poltergeist’ as an explanation for that could argue that the poltergeist held the dustpan in place however if that had been the case then my kick would have at least bent the thin plastic dustpan over but instead what happened was the dustpan stayed completely rigid and my foot actually kicked a hole through it (then became stuck in the hole as a shard of broken plastic embedded itself in the sole of my foot!) – Even in a ‘real world’ where poltergeists existed that would still be impossible as it really required a change in the physical properties of the dustpan as plastic would never behave in that way! Even with all the other stuff going on around me and with all the other thoughts in my mind at that time I still saw that as ‘proof’ of the theory I had already developed – i.e. that this world really isn’t as real and solid and constant as science says it should be!
I said I had already developed that theory by that time – The fact is that it was events that happened to me earlier that day that had pretty much convinced me that that was the case. Again I am going to have to refer to part of the story from one of my books (‘the Unwinding Road’ which is actually the second book in the series but is basically a flashback to the events that happened during the day BEFORE the events covered in part one) to explain that – At one point that day things had gotten so weird in my house that I wanted to get out and go into the city centre. I had tried to call a taxi but none were available so I decided to start walking and try to get a cab along the way. As I walked into town I was confused and angry and feeling picked on. I walked alongside the main highway into town striding angrily and purposefully with my head down partly to make sure I didn’t trip or twist my ankle on the uneven ground but mostly to let me focus on all the thoughts that were swirling around in my head at the time. I strode on for at least ten minutes before raising my head to check on my progress however when I did look I found I was still at the top of the highway and had made almost no progress at all during those ten minutes! That confused me and angered me even more as well as giving me something else to try and get my head around. I thought about going back to my house but decided instead to press on – I put my head down again and strode on even more purposefully that I had before. Ten minutes later I again raised my head to check on my progress and found I was still in exactly the same spot!!! I KNEW it was impossible and yet I also KNEW it was happening because I was there – I guess that was when I had to completely revise EVERYTHING I thought I knew about this world around us.
The next bit of this ‘explanation’ refers to another part of my story that I discussed in an earlier post (The post refers to part of the story covered in my fourth book ‘Manifest Destiny’ where I had reached the point where I was chatting with ‘my friends’ in my garden after I had shouted out ‘Look! If you want to talk then let’s talk but for f**k sake stop messing around with my head like this!’ and a voice had replied ‘OK, let’s talk!’). At one point in that day’s chats they noted that when I shouted out for them to talk I wasn’t just guessing that they were there but I had actually worked out that they WERE there from a logical process of elimination and they asked me how I knew that. I said ‘Well it just got to the point where I felt like I was in that movie Tron or The Truman Show’ – they asked me to explain what I meant and I said I thought of Tron because wherever I went and no matter how many times I changed direction there were always things happening right in front of me and it reminded me of that bit on the motorbike things but it was also like The Truman Show because I felt like wherever I went there was always a spotlight on me and people watching and manipulating what went on around me’. Then they asked what movie it was most like and I said:
‘Well actually it was most like another movie altogether that I once saw on-board a flight from Hong Kong to New Zealand but it was never a big hit so you probably haven’t heard of it.’
‘We have heard of it’
‘How do you know you’ve heard of it if I haven’t even said what it is?’
We then got into a discussion about how they could possibly know and whether they could possibly know ‘Everything’ as they claimed but to cut a long story short they took me completely by surprise by saying:
‘So how could we know you were going to say ‘The 13th Floor’?’
I was taken aback because they were absolutely right!
(If you haven’t seen the 13th Floor it is about a group of computer game developers who invent a totally immersive virtual reality computer game where rather than playing on a screen the player wears a special suit and VR helmet and actually plays the game as one of the characters – From memory in one scenario you can go back and be a cowboy in the wild west and in another you could be a gangster in 1920s Chicago. During trials of the game before it is released one of the inventors is playing as a gangster in 1920s Chicago and gets into a feud with one of the ‘baddies’ while playing the game. He ends the trial run of the game however the baddie then turns up in real life and is still trying to kill him and the game other developers…That’s when they ultimately work out that the only was a digital creation could exist in their ‘real world’ would be if their ‘real world’ was actually digital too…In other words they realise that they are actually all just characters in someone else’s digital creation! (It’s not a great movie but I always thought the logic and the plot twist was quite clever and interesting.)
My friends pressed me to answer the question on how they could have known I was going to pick that movie,
‘I don’t know, maybe you can read my thoughts …Maybe you’ve got some kind of time machine so you could jump forward to see what I would say then just back to tell me before I said it (NB at that point in the conversation I was actually beginning to suspect that they just may be able to do either or both of those things despite the fact that I still struggled to accept that either could be possible!)…or maybe you said it because it is the movie that ‘hits the nail on the head’ and you knew I would have realised that the most logical explanation for everything that has happened in the last few days is that this really is a digital world just like in that movie’
After leaving me to think about it for a while they then asked:
“If that is the truth, can you handle it?"
"F**k knows!...It's an interesting logic, but what the f**k are the implications of it? …Can I handle being that 'insignificant'? …If we are all part of someone else's virtual reality game, does it really matter whether you are a pawn or a King?...”
I sat in silent thought for a few seconds before continuing,
“I suppose if that's all it is then that is all it is...It's the same 'ALL' that it was yesterday I suppose, so why shouldn’t I be able to handle it?...Does the fact that someone now knows what it is change it from what it was yesterday?"
"So do you think you could handle a truth like that?"
"I suppose I am gonna have to!...But who is gonna tell that lot?"
(I nodded in the general direction of ‘the rest of the world’)
"Do you think they could handle it?"
"I dunno about that...Maybe some of them...Maybe if it was explained right....Maybe not....People down here down seem to handle 'truth' too well…I guess they don’t get to see too much of it these days."…
The final ‘jigsaw puzzle piece’ I want to refer to was probably the most blatant proof that this world isn’t as solid as we are led to believe and it comes from another part of the story which I told at length in an earlier post. It happened a few days into our chats while I was in the process of packing up my house in Vietnam and chatting with my friends at the same time. The day before while I had been doing the same thing my friends took the opportunity to demonstrate some of the tricks they could do – the demonstration was pretty amazing at first but I was left pissed off when it ended up with one of my bottles of wine smashing on the floor and covering one of my walls in red wine so when I picked up another bottle of wine the following day I was determined to be more careful with it:-
‘I’m keeping a tight grip on this one this time!’
My friends said,
‘Are you sure you’ve got a good tight grip on it?’
I knew I did have but suspecting that my friends were going to do something stupid like knocking it out of my hand I tightened my grip even more.
‘Sure I’m sure. I’m not making that mistake again!’
‘Are you absolutely sure?’
‘You better not knock this out of my hand or I will be really pissed off!’
‘We’re not going to knock it out of your hand but just look at it to make sure you’ve got a real tight grip’
I knew they were up to something but I had no idea what so I looked at the bottle and tightened my grip even more. Right before my eyes I saw my fingers, which had been gripped tightly around the glass bottle, just slide right through/into the bottle. It was as though the bottle became a mirage leaving my hand clutching at thin air! The bottle was still where it had been but my hand had disappeared into it, and then – just like the kind of delayed action you get in the Roadrunner cartoons where the Coyote runs off the edge of a cliff and has time to look at the camera and hold up a sign saying ‘Yipes!’ before falling – I watched the bottle start to fall quite literally through my fingers before crashing to the floor and smashing once again!!!! At least none of it seemed to have hit the wall this time but once again the whole floor was covered in broken glass and spilled red wine...
In many of my earlier posts I have said that I prefer to just tell the story of what happened to me and leave others to decide who or what ‘my friends’ are but I felt that the only way to give you a straight answer to your query was to put those bits of the jigsaw together. Basically what I am saying is that we are all part of someone else’s game and the best metaphor for it is to think of it like a massive and advanced version of ‘Second Life’ or something like that. (Whether you choose to think of it as ‘digital’ or as some kind of long running mass hallucination doesn’t really matter)
You (Amnesia) asked me if I was saying that my friends ‘…were the ones in all cases trying to contact everyone’ and whether they were ‘…the ones responsible for all forms of otherworldy/dimensional experiences we humans might encounter’. I guess I am saying that in effect but what I am really saying is that my friends are the creator/creators of this game.
I will end this post by re-stressing that this life isn’t JUST a digital creation but is ‘a game’. This is only the first level of the game but there are others and we will get to see them soon enough so long as you make the cut. Making the cut is pretty simple – the people who ‘taking all things into account’ do more good than harm during their time on this level of the game will make it to the next level.
Whether you go to a church, a synagogue, a temple, a mosque or whether you have other beliefs or no beliefs whatsoever doesn’t matter at all because the only real rule is ‘don’t be an asshole’…Or as someone else put it before ‘Do unto others as you would have them do unto you’ – How much simpler could the rules possibly be?