Thoughts on Thinking

"When somebody persuades me that I am wrong, I change my mind. What do you do?" John Maynard Keynes

"If you're unhappy with your life, change your thinking." Charles Fillmore

"The primary cause of unhappiness is never the situation but your thoughts about it." Eckhart Tolle

"People are not disturbed by things, but by the view they take of them." Epictetus

"The unexamined life is not worth living." Socrates

"Consciousness is a terrible thing to waste." PunditGeorge

Sunday, December 04, 2011

Transfer Complete

Every time I get into my car it talks to me.  After a moment or two of silence, she states "Transfer complete."  Most of the time I say "Thank you," and go on my way.  Every now and then, however, I'll contemplate what happened.

What happens, of course, is the transfer of data from the cell phone in my pocket to the radio system in the car.  This happens automatically.  I don't have to do anything other than have my cell phone with me.  The car and the phone then chat.  I don't know which initiates the conversation.

 What I do know is that for a moment or two, a lot of information passes through me.   I'm sitting in the seat, minding my own business, and the phone and car are zapping the ether with high frequency signals.  I know nothing of that.  There is no sensation at all.  The presence of this activity doesn't affect me at all.  It does affect the ability of the car to receive any phone calls to me rather than the smaller phone and for me to make a call.  I like that.

Then I realize that just about every other car out there has a cell phone constantly calling it's tower and satellite.  Garmin, Magellan and Tom Tom are also communicating furiously with celestial presences by means of high frequency radio.  None of this obstructs my vision or impairs the smooth operation of the car.  And, as best I can determine, this barrage of energy doesn't bother others either.  And I can punch a button and tell the car who I'd like to call.

This is our fourth dimension - the vibrational frequency of energy.  Whether emitted from a dying star, spinning magnets powered by running water, or tiny battery and chips, we are surrounded by and live in an energy field.  Fortunately, we are able to "tune in" to only a narrow range on that band of energy, and thus aren't overwhelmed.  Thank you, brain.

On the other hand, what else is alive and active in the Universe that our protective brain censors, limits, or blocks?  Dreams come to mind.  What are emotions?  What are hunches, conscience, and the "gut feeling?"  What's being sensed in those cases?

I wonder if Garmin and allied fairies, elfs, gnomes and other historical mischief makers are allied?  We created Garmin and her kin. What about the others?  Are they in another channel, as in switch to another station?  I certainly can't sense my phone and car doing their thing, but I do know it happens. 

We can only perceive what we can perceive and everyone's perception is different.  As no two people are alike, so are perceptions.  What, then, is real?  According to whose perception?  Granted, most things in our three-dimensional experience are agreed upon, such as color, shapes, textures and motion.  Yet you probably know of someone who has keener hearing than you.  He or she is able to pick up (tune-in) to those frequencies the brain handles as "sound" on a range higher and/or lower than the range you are able to pick up.  Same for vision.  Some folks may be able to tune in to frequencies falling into the visible realm that are usually too high or low for most others.  The effects of some drugs seem to stretch the ability of the brain to interpret frequency ranges usually blocked or filtered by the brain.

It hasn't happened yet, but I won't be surprised when one day, happily driving somewhere, when I'll look at the display a second or two before it lights up "Call from..." then sounds.  I suspect you've done that through the years - look at the telephone just before it sounds.  Somehow, someway, you tuned in to a frequency heralding the one used in telephonic communications.  Kind of exciting, actually. 

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