KARBYTES_JOURNAL_2023_ENTRY_73


KARBYTES_JOURNAL_2023_ENTRY_73


I want to devote my life to helping to make psychedelics accessible to all persons, to switch from fossil fuels to sustainable energy sources, and to establish a universal basic minimum income (the same fixed monetary amount (quantity of currency per quantity of time units) for each persons and an amount which maximizes each person’s wealth) where robots do the bulk of labor while humans are free to do whatever they want to within minimalist government rules which each person is subject to.

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I remember some of the dreams I had during the past two years which were at least as meaningful to me and at least as vivid as my “waking life” experiences are.

I have the deep intuitive sense that I have been reincarnated many times and that I am part of an ongoing “inter-universal” hackathon, mission, or game in which I build the game or at least consent to entering it before I “lose myself” as a playable character in that game forgetting how I set up my virtual reality and then acquired strategic amnesia about how perfectly all the components align to suit what seems to be a story written for me by my predecessors and then innately programmed into my human character.

I remember being high on approximately 7 grams of shrooms in June 2022 and experiencing a “conclusion” that a goal ceases to be satisfying once the information processing agent attains that goal state. In order to not die due to apathy, I need to constantly have goals to strive for in order to compel my body (and my cells) to stay alive.

I am afraid that progress attained is lost and perhaps forgotten and perhaps never to occur again.

Entropy seems to be the most essential threat to my sense of autonomy and security of valued possessions.

I hope to not lose my karbytes “soul” which seems to have been originated in this lifetime and not in some prior lifetime. It is possible that this lifetime will be lived again by me in the future. I would not know it because each experience of this life would feel like the first and the lastI remember some of the dreams I had during the past two years which were at least as meaningful to me and at least as vivid as my “waking life” experiences are.

I have the deep intuitive sense that I have been reincarnated many times and that I am part of an ongoing “inter-universal” hackathon, mission, or game in which I build the game or at least consent to entering it before I “lose myself” as a playable character in that game forgetting how I set up my virtual reality and then acquired strategic amnesia about how perfectly all the components align to suit what seems to be a story written for me by my predecessors and then innately programmed into my human character.

I remember being high on approximately 7 grams of shrooms in June 2022 and experiencing a “conclusion” that a goal ceases to be satisfying once the information processing agent attains that goal state. In order to not die due to apathy, I need to constantly have goals to strive for in order to compel my body (and my cells) to stay alive.

I am afraid that progress attained is lost and perhaps forgotten and perhaps never to occur again.

Entropy seems to be the most essential threat to my sense of autonomy and security of valued possessions.

I hope to not lose my karbytes “soul” which seems to have been originated in this lifetime and not in some prior lifetime. It is possible that this lifetime will be lived again by me in the future. I would not know it because each experience of this life would feel like the first and last. of its kind.


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