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LLAM:  Well, you guys are finally getting your wish!

ROY:  Should I play dumb and ask, "Oh?  What wish is that?"

LLAM:  (smugly)  Only if it's playing!

ROY:  (nostrils slightly flared)  Okay, Big Blue, ya got me!  Ladys and gentlemen, without further ado, Llam is going to talk about Life, the Universe and Everything!

LLAM:  Watch it, you're setting yourself up for a lawsuit from the guy who wrote the book!

ROY:  Oh yeh.

LLAM:  I wanted to go over some of the ideas that you mortal folks, and some of you ethereal folks also, have been putting out lately.  I must say that I'm pretty pleased overall.  First is your idea that consciousness is not at all located in the human brain.  Excellent!  Like you've said, it lives there, but does not originate there.  So I'd like to enlarge a bit.

ROY:  We're listening.  You devas rarely "reveal" anything.

LLAM:  That's just us being prudent.  Look what happened when Gabriel visited some woman named maryam in Palestine a couple of thousand years ago.  He let Christianity loose on the world.

ROY:  You're saying that maybe he should have kept his mouth shut, let her and the baby fend for themselves?

LLAM:  Think about it!  Even if it's whole cloth, people believed it at the time that the story got into the Gospels.  How long after his birth was that?

ROY:  Hundred years, max.  Which means that it was in circulation for a while.  Even if there were similar stories going around about other people of the day -

LLAM:  Like who?

ROY:  Umm, Apollonius of Tyana, for one.  He lived around the same time.  There were stories about Julius Caesar's family that hinted at the same thing, a god came to visit Tiberius' mother, I think.  I no longer remember, but the idea was in circulation: a woman is pregnant and some deva pays her a visit and says her baby is gonna be something else again.

LLAM:  Okay, but as far as I've learned, Caesar's family didn't do too well, right?  And Apollonius of Tyana got beaten in the polls by Jesus.

ROY:  Right, Caesar's family ended with Nero, a charming representative of humanity.  They were all bastards as far as I'm concerned.  And Apollonius didn't land in the middle of Palestine during a non-stop desire to kick the Romans out, he was born in the boondocks of what is now modern-day Turkey.

LLAM: So there you have it, someone like myself opens his big mouth and what does the world get for it?  Normally I'd rather you guys figure this stuff out for yourself.  You've been doing a lot of that lately, so I am going to make some suggestions for you to think about.  These are not divine pronouncements, okay?  Not a matter of, "Here's how things are and you guys hafta fall in line, there's no other way to go."  I repeat, some suggestions.

ROY:  That's fine.

LLAM:  Okay, you have this idea that consciousness is not located in the human brain.  So where is it really?

ROY:  Huh?

LLAM:  Let me put this another way, and again as a question:  Is your consciousness located in one place?

ROY:  Huh?

LLAM:  It's about time I managed to get you with your jaw dropped.  This is long overdue! (laughs)  Here's my first suggestion and you might refer to qunatum physics if you wish; might make this a bit clearer.  Because you mortal folks have been enculturated into thinking that your consciousnes occupies a specific place - somewhere in the human brain - if you do away with that idea I know that you'll keep right on thinking that your specific mind, your consciousness is located in one specific place in the universe.

ROY:  You're right, I would think that out of habit, I wouldn't really give it any thought.  Not for a long time, anyway.

LLAM:  Even if some other people might think past that - perfectly possible, mind you - the majority of people will think in terms of a specific location.  Here's where you might want to think about something similar in qunatum physics: can an electron be located in any one specific place about a nucleus?

ROY: (after staring blankly for a moment)  No, it could be anywhere, and its location cannot be predicted or detected.  Yet it's there simply because the math says that it is; it's somewhere around the nucleus.  In that sense, it's everywhere and nowhere.

LLAM:  Same thing with your consciousness.  I have another, different model.  What was the name of that software that you had that let you download stuff a little at a time?

ROY:  BitTorrent.  It gathered bits and pieces of the files we wanted from many computers which shared BitTorrent's software and knit them together in Old Sparky; then the software fed it back into the BitTorrent....ummm.....network, a few bytes at a time.

LLAM:  Okay, that's what I was looking for.  Many years ago you developed a theory about reincarnation which said that at physical death some people remained pretty intact while others broke into little bits and pieces.  Those who remained in, say, a large chunk of their mortal self had a better time navigating over here, and could make choices, like go back, or stay here.

ROY:  I never worked it out that much, but yeh, that's the basic idea.  On the other hand, those people who broke up into many fragments had to find a way to reassemble a personality - not their personality necessarily, but one that functioned.  So they would grab a piece here, a piece there, and eventually have a brand new person made of recycled whatevers.  Soul bits?  Soul bytes?

LLAM:  It works well enough as a model.  It's not absolute, okay?

ROY:  Didn't think so.

LLAM:  At the same time, now you've got a universe full of little bits and pieces of people gravitating towards other bits.  This explains why Homer depicted the souls in Hades to be pale, frail whisps of things.  Also why the ancient Chinese recognized that ghosts could die and become shadows of themselves, literally.

ROY:  Sounds pretty chaotic!

LLAM:  Oh, it is, it is!  Think about it - all of these things flying around, how do you think that affects your physical perceptions when you're aware of them?

ROY:  Llam, I saw this one coming: it explains why dreams are so weird.

LLAM: It sure does.  When you're asleep, most of your enculturated notions of "how the world really is" are held in suspension; they're simply not available to you.

ROY:  Ummmm.....how is that?  If our consciousness is not located in our brains, why does going to sleep - which involves some drastic rearranging of neurochemistry - have such a profund influence on what we perceive in dreams?

LLAM:  Your consciousness is enculturated enough to umm, switch modes.  Now you lay you down to sleep, and all of your waking predispositions are put on hold; your personality does not have to go along with the waking world because you are not in it.  That too is a habit.  Awake, embrace the current model; go to sleep, go for the real thing.  Something your race learned very early.

ROY:  Why?

LLAM:  To keep from getting eaten.  There was a species of cat that liked hominids.  The most important job for an early human was to pay close attention to the immediate environment: no sense pondering the solar wind if you're gonna get chewed up while doing it.  So early on, the unobstructed universe was deliberately put on the back burner so's you great-grandpa could attend to the tigers and lions and bears.

ROY: That's almost a lawsuit, buddy.  The Wizard of Oz.

LLAM:  (smiling) Ooops!  But there is a ramification of this whole back-burnering of the unobstructed.  Your bodies got addicted to fear responses, or to fear.  That's why fear is the big seller in the media.  Your bodies want the response it gets in and through your hormonal systems.  Your personalities, or consciousnesses, whatever, are not thrilled with living in what amounts to perpetual fear.  And so we segue into, the natural place of fear in a human being's life.

ROY:  Nicely done.  This is what Dioth talked about a couple of days after our journey to the Outlands on the 7th.  He said that we had successfully begun the push to get fear back into its natural place, a background against which love can shine.

LLAM:  Exactly, and I must say, I'm proud of the whole lot of you.  You, for staying at the keyboard for so many hours, and engaging shanoxilt and Jackie in conversation; SonShon and Terrence for monitoring and channeling the sexual energy passing through all of us; Sara Jane for watch-dogging the whole voyage and taking notes, you really did well!

ROY:  Why, Llam, thank you!

LLAM:  So let me ask you another question:  Are you as filled with fear as you were say, two months ago?

ROY: (after a short reflective pause) No.  No, I'm not, and if you recall, I didn't suffer much from the "Tuesdays" this time.  The most that happened was I got pissed off about little things.

LLAM:  That's an indicator right there.  Your body has begun to learn that it doesn't need fear to live.  From fear comes anger, and from anger comes -

ROY:  Most of the bad crap we live with.

LLAM:  Now, can you tell us how you learned that?  What did you learn?

ROY:  Huh?

LLAM:  (smiling, then chuckling) Twice in one night!

ROY: (finally laughs) Okay, you're on a roll, Llam.  How did I learn it?  Hmmm!  Because I lived for a few hours utterly without fear and WITH a sense of.......DOING, of doing something, of doing something important.  You know my life, that I wasted so many years doing things that I thought were important, and really, in the eternal view of things, they weren't.  Or, as in some few specific concerns of mine, aren't.

LLAM:  You had a telepathy feedback loop going with both of them that night, shanoxilt and jackie.  Some of it was feedforward - you even talked about that.  Because you weren't looking for sabertooth cats while you were awake, you were able to transmit a lot: wonder, love, energy - and they sent it back to you.  And very little of it was fear-based.  You've established a model of living with much less fear, and you three specifically did it in a telepathic bond.  And with that, I think we should close.  Thanks, man!

ROY:  You're welcome, Llam.  This has been a real romp!

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