Intuitechnology – Global Lovevibes.

(4 pm. – promoted by ek hornbeck)

“Why of all the people on the globe to light me up like that, does it have to be a crazy person?” I asked Linda a couple weeks ago, laughing my ass off. “I mean really, only two people in my life have been able to do that.  Now this?”

She didn’t miss a beat, “Ummm, Diane, like either of your Mike’s were actually sane?” sarcasm and irony dripping off her good-natured words.

Before I could draw a breath to make a smartass reply? It hit me. She nailed me, it, totally.  I literally did the face-palm and said, “Well,” the full exhale made the second word a whisper, “shit.”  Then laughed even harder.

I had been explaining to her how it worked for me, that slam-rush when someone thought of you, that psychic connection that sounds like so much utter tripe to a normal person.

I did it just now, you see. (11~something am) Was surfing you tube, and chatting away on 2 pages on FB, when WHAM it hit me, I looked up and decided to hit the site meter of another site right EXACTLY as the lost-Mike (not the Dead-Mike, obviously) hit the page.  This time, he didn’t read me. Another night?  I had written the time down on my wrist to prove a point to her while playing yahtzee at her house.  We came back here, and lo and behold – the EXACT time he had read me.  Not useful at all.  I normally totally ignore it, other than to make a point that I really CAN do it.  I mean, he is as gone as the dead one from my life, so why hasn’t that tie ended?

Its of no use to me at all, then, this so-called gift.  I mean, what the fuck, universe or evolved other-70% of my brain that apparently I get the joys of using? My kindreds have never been sane.  Or perhaps I am not.  Or perhaps alike’s really do attract, worse, connect, and neither/all of us are not quite sane.  I have NO idea.  All I know, is that all of them and I have fought like cats and dogs, at least part of the time.  And that I love them fiercely whether or not we could stand being around one another in the long run. It is to laugh, right?

But I didn’t come to talk about that, this is the result of another thread talking about technology.  I want to talk about a thought-provoking comment by David Williams on Journey with RoundTree7’s FB page…..

It began with me defending books over Kindles and Nook’s… and ended up with me thinking about string theory and human connectivity.

I love the feel, smell, permanence of a book. I hate that they can “retract” books right out of your hands on a device.  Too easy to censor.  Too reliant on the net.

I love BOOKS.

Then David waxed philosophical:

Been thinking more and more about trends of “devices” and how they are becoming integrated to living. First with the internet, then cell phones, then “smart phones” , now tablets. Looking beyond the “latest generation” of electronics, the underlying trend is a coming together of information. Advancing the ease of the network in our lives. I wonder if there will be a time when we are connected 24/7 somehow.. with some sort of hardwired to our brain interface. To me, that is a nightmare I hope I never see.

To me?  That would be a dream come true.  I think the connectivity through the Net, etc. is what is generating a Global Consciousness that has humans uniting together against Oppression by the Few, a condition we have never been able to overcome divided. I think it generates empathy, understanding, and most of all the feeling of unity we have been lacking since we moved from small tribes and villages into the overpopulated world abused by Predatory Capitalism.

Now, would I want this wired in?  I mean any system hackable is dangerous, and you would have to wonder if your thoughts were even your own anymore.

But what if, just what if, we could do it on our own?

Who hasn’t felt a “spidey sense” tingle of danger before something happens, or rose to answer a phone before it rang?  Or perhaps thought of someone and they suddenly appear at your doorstep?  

I’m not big on metaphysical or pseudoscience – yet, the brain is an electrical device, and neurons are transmitters.  The 10% of your cortex theory has been debunked; yet it is fact that we use little of it at any one time.  As string theory develops, and the lines between matter and energy obscure even more; who is to say what we can or cannot do as beings of both matter and energy?

I know certain people can wake me out of dead sleep from afar.  I know that I have yelled, “Turn NOW!” right before a fiery crash a number of times – to the point my husband always asked “Which way should we drive home tonight, Diane?”

Believe me, if I hadn’t experienced it repeatedly?  I would think it utter bullshit, man.  But it does beg the question….. if we begin to connect and LEARN to be empathic, will it possibly help push us toward being more connected beings organically?

I have no idea.  All I know, is long before I could read or have pre-concieved notions of it?  I was in the backseat of my Dad’s old Mercury Marquis Brougham with the rear window that still rolled down, on the way to my Aunt Irene’s cottage.  I asked, out of the blue why we were going there when they weren’t home.  My Mom told me she had called, and they were home, otherwise we would not be making the hour drive.  I told her, insisted they weren’t, that there was no car in the drive, and a strange car on the front lawn, with all 4 of its doors open.  The house was locked, I told them.  They laughed at me and told me I must have dozed off and dreamed it.

We arrived and it was EXACTLY like I described.  My Mom took me around to the front by the arm as soon as I started the little 4/5 year old girl whine of “See, I told you sooo” and told me to let it go…. that other people weren’t like us and it would scare them.  That it scared my Dad.  I remember it like it was yesterday. Though, later she told me when they 1st dated, he was coming to pick her up at Hudson’s Downtown Detroit, and for no reason, double parked, ran up two sets of stairs and caught her right as she fainted.  

What if we could protect one another like that globally?  Sense one another, stop bad before it happened, all become one family?

Have our 100th monkey moment?

Decide anything but PEACE was unthinkable because we connected on that visceral love-vibe level.

Lots of people ring me up to a lesser degree, but some can do it to the point of stopping me cold.  I’ll never understand it, or why.

I do know one thing though.  Near or far, whether or not I ever speak to them again, or become someone they despise in the end – once I feel that connection to a human, there is no way to unlove them and not care about what happens to them on a visceral level.  

And we could all use a LOT more of that.

Global Lovevibes.

(disclaimer, no harm or ill-intent was meant to anyone in this story living or dead, nor is it an attempt for attention from any of the living….  its just a story from my life…  no animals were abused in the making of this essay either…. nor strings actually seen with the naked eye… and I haven’t even hit the MM sativa yet.)