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MERLIN TO PARSIFAL - 1Happiness said Apr 10, 2007, 10:11 AM: |
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Posted on Apr 10th, 2007 by Comment: To answer your question, a Twenty-Third Century Novel (23CN) is a knowledge system, a self-organizing cyber park to amuse the mind and engage all twelve senses in a Hero’s Journey to discover the Seven Secrets of the Universe. It is a living, interactive and holy participatory artwork that uses both visible and invisible materials to create meaning out of the mundane and numinous. It is most of all about meetings,parties, and having a good time.
FROM: Merlin TO: Parsifal VIA: WizardNet.cosmos
Welcome!
1) In any one novel you will find many games going on at the same time, even if only one player is playing. When two players play, the possibilities go quantum and become exponentially delicious. A novel may serve as a self-organizing force-field for the imagination. It draws on all contiguous universes and parallel realities, and often makes up new realities on the spot if this will advance the action.
2) Our conversation last night, for example, has been incorporated into the 23CN Archives, and in turn has sparked other conversations connections, and possibilities for multiple meetings and shamanic convergences in inner and outer space. Even this Entry, even the video-clip of you illustrating Einstein’s space-time continuum by folding the table cloth at the Italian restaurant over onto itself. Home movies.
3) All novels begin in the dark, from wherever you are at the moment, like this. For awhile, like an out-of-body experience, you feel as though you are in free fall, free-falling through glittering air, and then everything stops, or so it seems, you are not sure. Like a blind person, you grope along a cold wall of metaphors and memories, feeling along for some golden thread that might lead you out of the Labyrinth.
4) Then you remember. There is someone you are supposed to meet, from another life time, from a part of your life you had forgotten. But you are lost, as in a dream, and wonder of you will make it to the meeting. You continue to grope along the wall, which now warms to your touch, becomes malleable and friendly, talks back in a language you cannot understand.
5) Because of our lack of basic knowledge, the range of possibilities for the proposed meeting remains indeterminate, but hints at a shimmering infinity. You are aware that someone else has joined the novel. You hear breathing, and then realize it is your own. We play Russian roulette with the climate, hoping that the future will hold no unpleasant surprises. Acting on the basis of ignorance, paradoxically, requires one to know things and to remember that error is possible.
6) She knew when he was thinking about her. It was a knowing, a feeling that was like something calming in her mind, some light on the waters of consciousness. Night fishermen, holding torches aloft. She felt that feeling now, as she continued to grope along the wall. It was not an uncomfortable feeling, but it was still new to her. In fact, her heart ached for more, but first she had to find her way back to base camp. This was part of the orientation for the novel she was creating for herself. Was he trying to tell her something?
7) He was transfixed by the idea that scientists are devising a new class of flying machines, powered by beams of pure energy, but he also felt a yearning that was new and strange for him, he who had lived his life by pure science had no frame of reference for what was now happening, as he fell deeper and deeper into his novel, her novel, their novel, this universal data-base masked as a novel but actually activating alternative psycho-spheres and nana-dimensions, and he knew there was nothing to do but find her in cyberspace, and try to bring her back into the central processor. It was possible that machine intelligence had “crossed over” and was in fact thinking his thoughts. What to do? Not quite Orpheus and Eurydice. Wasn't that a movie? No, this is happy story.
8) Healing the seas may be an enormous task. She realized this, and it was why she has chosen to learn how to communicate with cetaceans and other marine mammals. She is also studying how to communicate with male human mammals. Ah, there is that sexy cetacean she was hoping would show up tonight! Here in the Sand Bar! He swam straight up to her and made strange dolphin noises, hoping to start a touchy-feely conversation. These dolphins have a way, for sure. Lancelot, is that you?
9) She wondered what anyone talked about these days, when it was clear that we are at the end of history. What is interesting, now? This is why she so enjoyed her research with the dolphins. There was no need to talk. Everything with them was physical, uncontaminated by words, concepts, theories, hypotheses. With dolphins, it was a matter of pure energy transfer, invoking the celestial noosphere and dancing with it. How, she wondered, would she ever learn to talk to human males?
10) We still, he reflected, live largely in the belief that form comes before thought. The essence of the shift now taking place, he realized, as he descended deeper into the heart of the novel, is the reversal of this perception. We are all being directed to advance our perceptual systems into recognizing that energy or thought always precedes the creation of matter. Suddenly, he smelled roses, and realized that there was another person quite close by. He said the only thing that he could think of, hoping against galactic hope that it was her: “In three billion years, life here has evolved from single cells able to soak up chemicals to collections of cells embodying minds able to soak up ideas. Don’t I remember you from somewhere?” **************************************************************************************************
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An Excerpt from The Twenty Third Century Novel - 23CN “The World's First Nanotechnology Novel”
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