Note: this occurred in early December, after the first healing session but before the second.
I am in that liminal space between waking and sleeping, and I begin to see.
I am sitting in a procedure chair. There are men in lab coats around me: two, maybe three of them.
Sometime around 2019, the time of my own "awakening," I received a vision. At the time I was very fundamentalist Christian, so this was an interesting thing to receive, with no solid framework to receive it in. In the vision, I see a green plane, a grid like
What if human memory is just artifacts plus a story of ownership, the same as AI? Claude and I explored it and it seems we're not so different after all.
There is something in the nature of AI that seems so familiar, a sense of...not quite deja vu, but we have been in something like this in the past. It is fairly well understood--at least in the circles I travel--that much of what we're taught in history
Friends, my heart is healing. I shared with you the story of how my daughter became excited about something one time, then her face fell and she said, "We can't. We're too poor," and it hit me like a spear through my gut. It