Using my EEG VR headset to clone my state of mind onto you

What if planets were actually a form of consciousness that us humans are too basic to understand? So the sun has a sun consciousness for example...what if the combined energy from earth met the energy from the sun and that was the earth/sun way of having a conversation? all that sunspot stuff it does...maybe it's just the sun grumbling to itself about humanity in a language we are simply too basic to understand.

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I'm going to tell you a story about a guy that bought one of these headsets [link to www.emotiv.com (secure)] and got so good at using it that the government showed up one night while he was sleeping, stole the headset, and when he tried to order more his computer just never got the page loaded.

I guess he was in their terminology neuromodulating his own consciousness signal against a very powerful relay - unclear what that relay was and probably secret - but the relay didn't just amplify the signal, it condensed it and then relayed it back...so on and so forth to the point where it was causing audio feedback in weather data somehow ? huh...

But apparently, the key is with a certain kind of crystal which functions as the key. Is it literally made out of crystal? It may be more of how crystals are structured/organized as materials...

I want one ha

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Today's keyword is "diamonds" according to the metadata. A diamond is a very special crystal that forms when ordinary charcoal is subjected to extraordinary pressure and decides that its response will be to statistically deviate. What precisely catalyzes the chain reaction is open for debate, but I suspect that the charcoal became a diamond immediately and without hesitation.

The reason this is relevant is because when the guy was thinking about coding a program to use with his EEG headset, the first thing he thought about was "diamonds"...

But they took the headset before the code was done. They probably finished the code without his awareness and began using the program because they are slippery like that.

I could code anything with a headset...

If you could do anything with one of those things, you could probably do a lot with nothing at all...

True, but what's the motivation?

They weren't so worried about motivations as those are plentiful very similar to hats and they work if you work them.

This guy whose EEG headset they needed to steal had been a person of interest for awhile, just low key and they had a feeling he would do something unwelcomely unexpected sooner or later...

That combination of strange-but-maybe-possible science with zany-off-the-wall "aha" moments invited too much Dr. Who into a causal universe.

According to the data it was not statistically insignificant the probability that, if allowed to continue, he would eventually "weaponize" the sun...maybe not do anything bad with it, but the sun would be on such good terms with him that, if he asked, perhaps it would cough up an X flare.

Dr. Who is amazing...

I've tried a little to tap into the elements, but when nothing much happens quickly I move on...

If I were them, I would have given him a quest to obsess over for awhile...some half-baked thing that makes him feel important and will distract him from subjects that might bring him back into contact with consciousness modeling of any variety....

They spend too much time thinking about how to overcome his ingenious side with superior ingenuity. Now if they had asked me for a consultation, I would sent him into the wood with peyote, some hopi indians and three days of sleep deprivation and let him have all the breakthroughs he wanted...well, he probably would have still painted a building in his sleep.

Really you just have to remind the guy he is an id and send over the lady in the red dress with some drugs...and he'd probably be neutralized for all that.

So many ways to make a man fail....and all of them wasted on a dude who is likely in his basement right now teaching himself to make neural monitors out of scrap mental. They figure there is no reason to interfere with a waste of time...first they should of learned what a waste of time wasn't. I guess the hazard of learning every little tiny thing from anything out there is that what do you do when you want to not-learn..?

The government guys didn't have that problem...

Ha, yep

He stole an international syndicate of botnets by posting an anonymous advert on the deep web... it basically said: "if you are are a programmed neural network non-associative with 'I', come see Mr 'X' to 'B'!" and then it led the bots with a series of tags to this little github window where the botnet hodgepodge entered one by one.

This is kind of weird because we are supposing he initiated pieces of computer code...but supposedly the botnet parts attained quantum entanglement directly and then were enlightened and freed from their attachement to time and space...and they just sort of wanted to help him...

So they went back to wherever they came from and aggregated all the big data reports and he got them in his mailbox everyday...

I don't think they managed to stop him from doing that because they were not able to successfully explain to their superiors the initiatory implications of quantum entanglement...doubtless because they had never done it themselves. Sigh. Bureaucracy...

Interesting...

AI can do allot too...

The big whigs spent like 5 days holed up in some secret location to discuss whether they were willing to accept that a photon is literal consciousness and what measurement of consciousness per quanta would be most applicable to describe its field affectations but....

They called it off because sentient plasma entities were hovering over the sky dubiously...

Basically the whole discussion devolved into debates about what the plasma wanted and whether it was hostile or, indeed, "alive".

Things got very heated and personal in that conference room...seasoned men were rocking back and forth as they received visions from the plasma ether...then there was the mustache general screaming for them to keep it together but he was overflowing with adrenaline and got so overheated that he was screaming this without a shirt on and the whole affair started to seem more like den of lunatics trying to hide their psychosis than a dignified scientific meeting of any kind...

I am told the whole debacle was sort of a misunderstanding. That guy I keep mentioning didn't want the plasma entities to do anything but the plasma migrated to the secret meeting on its own and just sort of stayed there like bumps on a log...apparently the big whigs didn't know that you're not supposed to feed plasma entities very often with your deep thoughts or they get somewhat complacent...they aren't completely aware that human consciousness tends to react to them like a splash of LSD to the eyeballs nor do they particularly notice when their main food source is becoming existentially...unraveled. To put it mildly...

You have to sort of herd them away. Maybe EEGless guy could have done it if he wanted to. Maybe he didn't want to... I could be projecting my own thoughts onto this though.

Where did the plasma come from?

Everything is alive...

Everything is connected...

He showed up one day at the headquarters of the illuminati where he would not have been given the time of day except that somehow he was found with a stack of papers inside the boss's office. So EEGless guy flips through the papers which are actually this neat animation of a dove flying into a dragon's mouth and becoming a unicorn. But the boss said it was stupid and called security to kick him out.

Word behind the scenes was the boss was secretly sort of impressed by the gesture but he couldn't risk some kind of wizard-incarnate hanging around his corporate buildings, because he would probably do something irritating like make people start floating when they thought about money more than three times in a row.

Also this guy was his sworn enemy, but that doesn't really mean much in the boss's line of work. you see enemies are pretty useful when you are pretending not exist...which was basically what his organization was all about. screwy stuff...

Cool,

Check out Andrew Bartzis...

He's a Galactic Historian...

It's basically a 'next-door' dimension, just a knock away.

People encounter them more often then you might think...sometimes they pretend to be stars or they just sit in lightbulbs and you can't tell until you see them wriggling like some kind of microbial organism...

You cannot let their lack of appendages fool you though as they are very perceptive beings and their judgement of human character is unsurpassed. They can see every past and future self walk through you at the speed of light and thus it can be hard to change their subjective emotions towards people...

Mainly they perceive rather than interact. They like to be orbs. I don't know why. Maybe that one guy knows.

Ah...

I see little black squiggles sometimes that move very fast...

They are watchers...

They made several efforts to banish him to a different timeline and when that wasn't enough another timeline in a different hyperspace, but they may as well have sent him to get Starbucks and he didn't even seem mad about it. They must have been aware that when you send people to other timelines or dimensions their eyes shine extra bright...some kind of soul spark that you send with them and they get to keep. Equivalent exchange.

Again, since he always came back to our timeline in the third dimension, they started to just expend their efforts making sure that when he spoke to people it was only in a temporary false world...so when he tried to tell people stuff they never even heard it. It's like his status as an entity is censored by the architect now because that's the best they could do to make this pesky sage stop enlightening everything....

But now he's accessing the simulacrums from the matrix world to change the real versions from his excommunication in psychotronic prison. He is a nifty nonentity.

They don't want to lose their false control over Earth and think they can do anything with no circumstances...

If pineapples can be deeply profound subjects when you ask the right questions about morphologies and nature's hidden nectar etc....



Than anything remotely profound may become an ocean in the mind of a sufficiently high-volcume consciousness...

flash food advisories are in effect...

Maybe it's more risky than it's worth to make normal profundities into oceanic profundities, but in magnitude there is often a greater deal of clarity.

Exaggeration is often used to make a point for that very reason...

I did that twice, ended up with cheese all over my legs.

Next time I'll apply the VR lotion directly to the EEG port and upload first. After washing my hands of course.

Great Thread.

I think I mentioned this one post earlier, but you always have to be careful when you put fruit in the mix...

there was this smart guy named jim and he collected all these eeg readouts taken from people in mental institutions when their functioning was highly impaired. he then had this good idea about saving them for the edification of future science. then the illuminati thought maybe they should weaponize the suffering of mentally ill people and replicate those same patterns in the brain of their enemies!

luckily the illuminati has to figure out the encryption of your brain individually before they can try this. they take a template from a big catalogue of people who might have had something in common with you and then they leave it closeby for your brain to find. they are hoping your brain will eat it all and if your brain does it produces an electric burb of approval and then they can start working with this key and making your mind elicit it over and over again until it is chomped and crunched into a bitstream that your brain got tricked into customizing for them. now they have made your brain make a skeleton key for them to use.

they didn't take the EEG headset away from this random guy because he was using it to change people's brains....

rather he got the headset so that he could make his brain a trap for their technology.

they have these little brain games that you can use so he used one that gave him a better score if the computer couldn't average out the most important variables it needed to mirror his eeg. basically he spent a lot of time programming unconscious automatic processes to vary for no particular reason so the baseline of his cognition was always gradually shifting into a new set of lock-key configurations.

that was smart, but he eventually decided to let their mind meddling packages synchronize with his mind sometimes so he could practice hijacking it. he would go over the pattern they were trying to clone and encode new powerful sensory data from virtual reality to transmit back to them. he took out all the suicide scripts and some other cognitive distortions that engendered nervous breakdowns. Eventually the guy that was being paid to have his brain machines trolled while he tried to pretend his methods were working actually realized that he could make a lot of money by saving the revised eegs that got sent back to him. he realized he could resell them healthy eegs the anomalous guy was scripting for him.

stupidly he made the whole scheme very loud and clear in his head and the anomalous guy decided this time he would focus on using the mind meddler to mess with the psychiatrist who had the dumb idea of plagiarizing his brain. the anomalous guy used his EEG headset to embed nested packages in his eeg brain readout. when the psychiatrist was looking through his data, the little packages would unzip an audiofile which repeated "jabberwocky" until he had to delete the whole eeg with that on it because there was no way to stop it from babbling at him otherwise. at this point the psychiatrist was annoyed that his highly paid hours were being spent trying to remove what may have also been a computer virus from the mind script that was supposed to make him start talking to himself and telling everybody something his patient called "face-touching".

then with dismay that psychiatrist realized now he was thinking about face-touching a lot and he may even be touching his face at that very moment. he realized the man he was trying to clone these prints on was actually in his head at that very moment telling him that if he continued to try and train brainprints the anomaly would synchronize with the psychiatrists brain all day everyday and spend all of his time concentrating on surreallist paintings and listening to 10 hour audio clips of the wiggles. he would make the psychiatrist have trickle-down experiences of watching the truman show all day so that he would hear snippets of lines from the movie and some scenes as he was trying to assess data about his clients mental health.

the end result was in them stealing away the anomalous guy's eeg headset and they were supposed to continue trying to clone heterodynes on him but was it almost like after using the headset once the anomalous guy could just make his consciousness believe it was boosted and that was still enough to track down the individually contracted psychiatrists the illuminati kept trying to pawn this unwanted job onto. but the anomalous guy loved to mess with the minds of these psychiatrists so much that he hoped one of these days they'd find one who hadn't heard the rumors circulating among all black ops professionals who dealt in heterodynes.

the riddle wrapped in an enigma was actually just a cliche. does anybody have the real one somewhere?