Today’s Oracle takes us to the Pisces weekly of Jan. 31, 2002
There are approximately a quadrillion times a quadrillion atoms in your brain, says Bucky Fuller in I Seem To Be A Verb opened randomly to page 57A. That’s a lot of Zeros.
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Suddenly the vast canyons of my mind, don’t seem to be so scary. There is power in numbers. And thank goodness for that, right now anyway.
I say this for this reason. Caught part of 60 Minutes last night at a tv blaring household. The story was neuromarketing. Marketers like Mcdonalds, Intel, etc scan people’s brains with machines to find what they crave so they can program us to consume (my take). By taking a picture of the brain’s responses to suggested stimuli they collect data to put as many eggs as possible into one basket. I often look to science for validity. But this is one to be watched, as one “expert” reported, this technology will be able to map thought processes in 3-5 years.
The con side said the hole in this is that they are taking the picture they make (for a less than honorable reason I would say, ie personal gain) of say chocolate chip cookies and saying that I crave them. And then do not ask me if I do indeed crave chocolate chip cookies. As they move to mapping thought processes, science moves to the less fun more freakish side, as my brain starts looking at the potentials of such a control game. Could our strings be pulled to propel us into war over a cookie? And the freak, the big empty head I am, never quite fitting in, wonders if I could be chastised for eating weeds instead of cookies? “She” is not like the others.
Perhaps the dimensional aspects of our existence and the exercise of more and more of our brains will keep us ahead of the game? And maybe I can find solace in the fact that science is always behind, trying to prove what we already know.