Want to live forever, then buy the smart-thread incapsulating pod

AMAZING HOW MOST OF THE SCIENTIFIC FILMS AND BOOKS ABOUT TRANSFERING MEMORIES FROM ONE HUMAN INTO A YOUNGER PERSON OR A REPLACEMENT BODY, EITHER HUMAN OR SYNTHETIC, MISS THE MOST OBVIOUS DRAWBACK, WHICH IS THAT AS THE BODIES AGE, SO DO THE MEMORIES.

THEY LOSE THEIR SHARPNESS AND BECOME INDISTINCT; IT’S NATURE’S WAY OF MAKING AGING EASIER. SO WHAT WOULD BE THE POINT OF TRANSFERRING AN INDISTINCT MEMORY?

BUT THE POD OVERCOMES THIS PROBLEM BECAUSE IT IS FITTED TO HUMANS FROM THE MOMENT THEY ARE BORN. IT IS MICROSCOPIC IN SIZE AND COPIES THE SIGNALS TRANSMITTED TO THE BRAIN INTO A CLOUD SYSTEM. MOST OF US, EVEN PEOPLE WITH A GOOD MEMORY, WILL FIND THAT THEY DETERIORATE OVER TIME. THE SHARPNESS WE EXPERIENCE FROM EMOTIONS WHEN WE COME INTO THIS WORLD IS INTENSE. EVERY SMELL, TOUCH, SOUND, SIGHT, EXPERIENCE, GOES ONTO A BLANK CANVAS. THE POD COPIES AND RETAINS ALL THOSE MOMENTS.

SO WHEN YOUR LIFE ENDS, YOU HAVE EVERY MEMORY YOU HAVE EVER MADE. BUT WHERE DO YOU PUT THOSE MEMORIES? PERHAPS BY THE TIME THE POD IS DEVELOPED, THAT QUESTION WILL BE RESOLVED.

BUT DO YOU REALLY WANT TO USE SOMETHING SO BIZARRE?

I HAVE STARTED TO CONSIDER IF THOSE ELECTRICAL SURGES THAT CARRY ALL THOSE EMOTIONS GO SOMEWHERE THAT IS BEYOND OUR UNDERSTANDING INTO SOMETHING THAT STORES THEM FOR ETERNITY, AND NOTHING IS LOST.

WONDER IF A COLLECTION OF STORED MEMORIES IS ANOTHER NAME FOR A SOUL.

HOPE THERE IS AN ALDI THERE SO I CAN GET MY FIX OF A BOTTLE OF JAMMIE RED AT £5..99

That’s the Thing

That’s the thing, I was born in Balsall Heath in a back-to-back halfway down an alley where Peaky Blinder sometimes walked past. There was a cobbled yard guarded by a marmalade one-eyed cat with a knot in its tail. People said, when it was put there, you could hear it squale (Birmingham for squeal)for miles around, even on the other side of town. Its owner said it was the right thing to do, but some said it was because he caught it eating his favourite stew. Billy said it used to chase its tail, so it stopped him spinning round and disappearing into a hole in the ground.

The shop on the corner sold everything from a ball of string to a Micky Fin, another name for a bottle of gin. Nobody paid for things right away; they left that for another day. Instead, everything was on the tick; only the rich paid quick. There was a long list on the window that Billy said was written in blood, containing the names of people who couldn’t pay, that would change when the Peaky Blinders knocked on their door, and they ended up on the floor.

The pub on the corner had been hit by a German Bomb, Dad said it was to weaken our resistance, and now it was just a pile of bricks. Lots of men would cry as they walked past, but it didn’t last. There was another pub a hundred yards further on, and their loyalty was soon gone.

The bomb building was my playground when I was small; all I needed was a tin can and a bent spoon. It was a time when hours lasted forever, and your imagination took you to places you could never return to when you left your childhood behind, no matter how much you whined.

The cellar flooded every time it rained, and at certain times in the year, it became full of frogs that croaked when you opened the door. How they got their, I never knew, but there was far more than just a few. When the frogs left, the rats would take over. We could never afford a dog, so I called the largest one Rover. Billy said that’s how the cat lost his eye fighting with a rat over a steak and kidney pie.

Dad was really ill most of the time, so we never had any money but I had the most important thing a human can have ‘imagination’ and the love of my parents, how I wished when I was older that I could have given them more, my biggest regret in life is that you can’t pass things back because my mom and dad died with nothing.

That’s the Thing.

The one major concept that DJ Trump is getting right and every country should be doing it

So, what is it? Every country should try to be self-sufficient because inequality causes famine, war, and a sense of inequality. DJT is trying to bring things that were made abroad back into the United States, especially manufacturing, because for a long time, products were imported from many other countries, but especially China. And now he has arranged all these mineral deals in different parts of the world. Quite clever.

Lots of countries have talked about expanding their self-sufficiency, but most of the time, it’s just talk. The UK has had a succession of governments promising to change its reliance on imports, but things seem to be going in the opposite direction.

For instance, we have some of the worst water companies in the world, the waterways are polluted, we lose millions of gallons of water a year through leaks, but the directors still get massive profits instead of getting a prison sentence. We need to grow more of our own food, but the incentive to do this is being eroded. We don’t store gas anymore. And oil is being suppressed, I like the idea of wind farms and solar panels, but at the back of my mind is the what if? a new type of cheap energy comes along and we have to dismantle the wind farms and solar panels, this is when you become a traveler (scrap merchant). And what has happened to our manufacturing sector, because it’s not there. When I started as an apprentice toolmaker (1957), there were block advertisements in every newspaper from firms desperate to attract skilled engineers. (Yes, I know it’s an age thing to mention how good the past was, and that the music was better.) Because of my age, I don’t care anymore.

Message to the UK government. Become self-sufficient or face the consequences.

In the future, the Molecular Cooking Pod

It was inevitable that when people stopped cooking food at home and either went out for food or had it delivered, science would eventually find a way to make it at home with minimal effort. This is where you pre-order your Molecular Cooking Pod. The delivery date and price are pending. But it will be within the next eighty years. But then, you will be the envy of your neighbors.

To the question that everyone asks, how does it work? It fits in the space vacated by the washing machine and can make a complete meal for six, including dessert and wine, in just fifteen minutes. And all you have to do is explain what you want, and a holographic image appears on the work surface, which you can vary to suit your individual requirements.

Everything is made of atoms, containing electrons, protons, and neutrons. The pod manipulates these to vary the desired meal. I could go into detail, but Match of the Day is on in one hour and my Jammy red wine from Alde is just reaching room temperature. Plus I would have to look up my science notes from Erdington College when I was eighteen,

You do realize everything will be made this way in the future, Scary, isn’t it?

Life on Mars

Life on Mars is a TV series that was made a long time ago and is currently available to stream or possibly to watch on BBC iPlayer ( this may be incorrect as it’s Saturday night and my level of concentration is poor anyway, as I normally listen to music). Where was I? Oh, I am still here. It’s 2006, and Sam Tyler, a Detective, is involved in a car accident and wakes up in the year 1973 and finds he is still working for the police.

Has he time-traveled? Is he in a coma that he can’t break out of?

It’s a very clever storyline with lots of twists, cleverly arranged, and the backdrop from that period is very well done.

It’s a slow burner, but well worth spending time watching.

So the Prince has been caught with his trousers down and has been stripped of nearly all his titles, but still lives in a massive house with his ex-wife, Sarah. Why do two people need a house that can hold twenty?

And who pays the rent? I do, and sixty million other taxpayers. Call me mean, but I know a prefab in Portobella that has just become vacant, with off-road parking for a small car, a small fish pond (gold-fish bowl), and really good neighbors, apart from Biffo Floyd, the ex-boxer who hates Royals. But as long as you adopt a black country accent as soon as you can, you will be fine. Oh, keep out of the way of the Scottish man, Mac Donnald Hammish, he hates people with a black country accent.

I will make the arrangement on Monday, and to help you even more, I will look after that big old house for you free of charge.

Where does deep space end

I have read some of the information regarding deep space and what happens as it expands, and none of it makes any sense. So what does it expand into? Well some say nothing, what does nothing mean, and what is beyond nothing. I sometimes have this quite unnerving feeling that life is not how we have been led to believe. Help.

Prince Andrew has given up his Royal title and stated that it was voluntary and in the best interests of the country. One of my friends who has a tool sharpening company, told me that he has quoted for sharpening a very old axe with a Royal Crest on it, and it was a rush job……. I wonder.

So the two world leader’s DJT and Putin, are to meet again in an effort to end the war in Ukraine, but like the previous meetings, this may only extend it.

So advanced it may seem impossible but one day this is how we could make an AI (advanced individuals) or anything.

Most things wear out because their surfaces rub together; it’s commonly known as friction and is almost impossible to eliminate. Forget about gradual steps and conventional logic, let’s take a hyperjump. That’s what John Smith did. His AI was built from billions of minuscule round spheres that use positive and negative magnetism to prevent contact with each other. By varying the position and strength of the current, it’s possible to create movement that is totally fluid and able to produce any shape. Then, each sphere has intelligence added to it so it can control direction, thought, and reasoning. Then consider moving the spheres around when needed and stacking their memory and intellect. So that they increase their abilities by the number of spheres used. Thoughts and memories are passed from one to the other through a type of electric current modeled on the way the human brain works.

Quite frightening, but the way things are moving, it’s going to be at least another two or three years before we all become obsolete, so drink as much red wine as possible and relish the fact that they can’t.

Over the years, I have become quite a connoisseur of red wine and have now upgraded to Jammy Red at Liddles or Aldi. It is a bit more expensive at £5.99 a bottle, but at eighty-three, I may not need many more of them.

I wonder if I send an email to Donald Trump suggesting my upgrade and where to get them, he would offer me a pardon for all the terrible things I said about him…….. or even a holiday in that big place he hardly uses ‘The Whitehouse’.

Change the World

World immigration is one of the biggest problems facing the World and is only going to get worse. How lucky we are if we are born or able to relocate to a country that is not directly involved in war and has a stable lifestyle and economy.

Imagine living where violence is an everyday event, where a basic meal is something you have never had, where the main ambition is to survive for another day. I can understand why people want to move to a country that has all the benefits that they don’t. Equally, I can understand this may cause resentment for many who have paid into a system all their lives.

Perhaps the answer is to level countries up, but not by sending food parcels, it has never worked. Money needs to be spent on building up infrastructure, education, by making countries self-sufficient.

It probably will never happen, turkeys will never vote for Christmas

China v The United States

DJT imposes a new 100 percent tariff on China because of restrictions they have introduced on exotic minerals to the rest of the world, including the USA.

It’s not unexpected, and the mineral rights deal that America recently signed with Ukraine was an indication that America was trying to have a backup plan. The problem is that Russia is still at war with Ukraine, and this is not a healthy place to send American mining experts, which may be why the President will now turn his attention from Gaza to Ukraine and try to end the conflict there.

I have long thought that China does not need to rule the world through aggression alone, but by using a far more subtle approach, which is to manufacture every product that the world needs, then, when no one else makes anything, increase prices or use products as a bargaining chip.

In the Land of the blind, the one-eyed man is King

I will give DJT credit for the fact that he is trying to reverse this in America and start manufacturing once more.

No sharp edges

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The music gets louder as I walk towards the door. It’s vaguely familiar, I try to remember who they are; a pretty girl smiles at me, so I don’t get that far. The smile lasts forever, but it does when you’re a teen, I know I shouldn’t, but I look her up and down, she doesn’t seem to notice. The smile is still there, it goes with the mini skirt and long blond hair. ‘My boyfriend’s inside,’ she says, ‘with my other friends.’ Wonder if her boyfriend believes in lend’s. I quickly dismiss that thought, she seems a nice girl, still I wouldn’t mind taking a whirl. The smile returns as if she has read my thoughts, ‘perhaps see you later,’ she says, and her lips sort of pout, if her boyfriend’s six foot six, I will rule the lend’s out. 

I grab a beer and drink it fast, and then another one, as the conveyor belt goes past, I move into the world where nothing really matters, no sharp edges, everything is smooth, life has become easy, problems melt away, they were of my own making anyway. The beers keep coming, girls linger past, they give me the look, but I just shrug my shoulders pretending I am took, I don’t think too deep, why girls find me attractive, without me being too proactive, perhaps it was luck or maybe it’s the genes, but they are wrangler and tight at the seams.

The producer tells me I will be famous when the film is released, but fame might not suit me I quite like who I am. Do I really want to become another man? They say it’s going to be a massive hit, put my name up in lights; make me a star. So I bought a car to go with the image, it’s real fast, especially on the straight not so good if I run out of space. No one can give me the one thing I want, which is to stay young forever, never grow old. I bet there are millions that think that way, but never met anyone who could stay. The girl with the boyfriend suddenly appears and moves in close, I get her a drink, ‘he’s my ex now,’ she says with a grin as she moves onto her second gin, another one follows, then four and five.

I grab a beer and drink it fast, and then another one, as the conveyor belt goes past, I move into the world where nothing really matters, no sharp edges, everything is smooth, life has become easy, problems melt away, they were of my own making anyway. The beers keep coming, girls linger past, they give me the look, but I just shrug my shoulders pretending I am took. I don’t think too deeply why girls find me attractive without me being too proactive, perhaps it was luck or maybe it’s the genes, but they are wrangler and tight at the seams.

She grabs my arm and gets real close, her perfume mixes with the beer and gin as if it’s seeping through her skin, she’s really pretty but very young, if she’s under age this could all be wrong. She grinned and read my thoughts again ‘I am older than I look if you’re worried about my age, and much wiser than many, almost a sage. You could get us a taxi and take me home, much better than spending a night alone,’ We walk outside, the Porsche reflects the neon lights she asks my name and what I do then the number plate comes into view. ‘j Dean’ she says, but doesn’t have a clue who I am and I quite like being an invisible man.

I would never get old, and there is a mystic in thinking what I could have become, but I did more in my life than most people ever do, and was always destined to join the club of the famous few.