Australian Scientists Prove Time Travel Is Possible

[Wells]

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Edited March 2, 2017 by Wells

[Nungali]

Mhe ......  bloody Aussie bullshitters !  

 

proof is in the pudding ..... off you go guys ... we want a real demo !

[thelerner]

There's a world of difference between moving a photon and something a little.. heavier.  They need to experiment on something larger.. like socks.   Though who knows, perhaps they already have and each of us unknowingly has a time machine in our laundry. 

[joeblast]

relativistic particles should be right out

 

prove it can happen in a classical manner - gooooooooooooooooooood luck mateys

[Brian]

There's a world of difference between moving a photon and something a little.. heavier.  They need to experiment on something larger.. like socks.   Though who knows, perhaps they already have and each of us unknowingly has a time machine in our laundry.

Socks apparently transmute into lids for plastic containers.

 

BTW, did you happen to notice the link I injected into the latest Karl-o-Rama thread about quantum effects on the atomic scale? (He apparently didn't, either.)

 

 

Not quite sock-weight but since I still have the PDF open...

 

Nobel Lecture: Superposition, entanglement, and raising Schrodinger’s cat

[liminal_luke]

In my favorite time machine fantasy I`m transported back to high school.  I`ve got my old adolescent body back, but have kept all my adult knowledge and, um, wisdom.  All my old teachers are wowed by the amazing papers I write.

 

Sadly, that fantasy never comes to pass.  Instead I just lose my socks in the wash.

Edited November 17, 2016 by liminal_luke

[Karl]

Socks apparently transmute into lids for plastic containers.

 

BTW, did you happen to notice the link I injected into the latest Karl-o-Rama thread about quantum effects on the atomic scale? (He apparently didn't, either.)

 

 

Not quite sock-weight but since I still have the PDF open...

 

Nobel Lecture: Superposition, entanglement, and raising Schrodinger’s cat

I wasn't interested. When you have perfected teleportation, time travel, or something useful then I might buy it, until then it's less interesting than golf.

[Brian]

I wasn't interested. When you have perfected teleportation, time travel, or something useful then I might buy it, until then it's less interesting than golf.

Thank you for confirming that, Karl. Your conscious decision to ignore fact-based observation which would challenge your faith in your beliefs is duly noted.

 

[Karl]

Thank you for confirming that, Karl. Your conscious decision to ignore fact-based observation which would challenge your faith in your beliefs is duly noted.

 

:yawn:

[Brian]

I wasn't interested. When you have perfected teleportation, time travel, or something useful then I might buy it, until then it's less interesting than golf.

Just my personal opinion, mind you, but I generally consider things like GPS systems, MRI machines, lasers, transistors, diodes, computers, telecommunications networks and such to be pretty useful.

 

<shrug>

[Brian]

Just my personal opinion, mind you, but I generally consider things like GPS systems, MRI machines, lasers, transistors, diodes, computers, telecommunications networks and such to be pretty useful.

 

<shrug>

Oh, and doughnuts, too.

[redcairo]

In my favorite time machine fantasy I`m transported back to high school.  I`ve got my old adolescent body back, but have kept all my adult knowledge and, um, wisdom.  All my old teachers are wowed by the amazing papers I write.

 

Sadly, that fantasy never comes to pass.  Instead I just lose my socks in the wash.

 

That's so charming! See, if I've imagined myself back in school with "if I knew then what I knew now," it was never to write impressive papers. It usually had something to do with that hot guy. :-) :-)

 

RC

[redcairo]

I have a close friend who cleans house for me sometimes. Her house was literally like something out of a Stephen King book. Stuff so crazy it's impossible to believe, but having had some intensely anomalous events and timeframes in my own life, I recognize it as real (partly because it's so stupid, like it'd be less embarrassingly stupid if invented). Others witnessed this -- me, the girl next door. Like the phone would ring with nobody there, voices and other languages would be on it, or would come on it after someone they were talking to hung up. Emails would write themselves and they'd be... oh, not nice. The TV remote control constantly was vanishing and usually would turn up on the ceiling fan (too high for the two kids to reach). When the dad got mad and duct-taped it to the arm of the chair, his bottles of beer kept disappearing the instant he looked away, sitting there, and would be found predictably after awhile in the backyard upside down stuck in the dirt. Stuff would vanish and turn up in the fridge, freezer, oven. There was so much noise in voices and screams and more at night they had the TV on loudly and the lights 24/7 for years. They were poked and pinched while trying to sleep constantly, or suddenly shaken or pushed hard. All kinds of crazy crap happened, some of it downright dangerous. I finally convinced them that if they would keep their wallets on their body their money would stop disappearing, and I was right, but that doesn't mean their bodies were never affected.

 

At my house, however, I insisted to my inner/outer reality that none of that would have any affect on me or my home or property. And it didn't, except one thing: silverware. Mother of God the silverware. It just vanished in ridiculous quantity. My friend could merely walk PAST a counter, and we could a minute later turn to get something we were cooking and any silverware on the counters was simply gone. When I was having experiences of that nature many years prior, stuff would constantly disappear, reappear, stuff I had never seen in my life would appear -- someone else's hairbrush (with their hair in it), my friend once got someone else's mop LOL -- I have no idea why or how this happens but I did finally learn if I assumed that "energy was trying to get my attention" and did prayer toward that and promised if they'd calm it down I would meditate later and communicate nicely, it would suddenly drop often to nothing. My friend is different, she spent a lot of time burning sage all over her house. :-)

 

A few years ago I rewatched the old movie "Poltergeist" with someone on video, and there's this scene where all this stuff -- little stuff with metal involved -- just appears like from the ceiling and falls to the floor. And craig picks it up and he's like, "WHAT the HELL is THIS?!?!?!" -- and that scene made me laugh until I almost peed my pants.

 

That's it, I bet! I imagine that some other poor sot is one day going to open a china cabinet or a toolbox or the cupboard where he stores toilet paper and like 42 cheaply made dining utensils are going to fall out on him. Probably some weird physics connection between my kitchen and where they are in sidereal time location or something. :-)

 

I believe time travel energetically is fundamentally always so because we're connected to everything. Getting your body there is another story though.

 

There are some fascinating anomalous accounts in history about people just appearing, confused as hell, and very clearly from another time or place or both.

 

I was once told in a meditation, while working on something, that both space and time "weave themselves out of you" -- like I am the skein of yarn. And that lack of space and lack of time were the same energy and moving through one was the same as moving through the other.

 

RC

[liminal_luke]

That's so charming! See, if I've imagined myself back in school with "if I knew then what I knew now," it was never to write impressive papers. It usually had something to do with that hot guy. :-) :-)

 

RC

 

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Edited November 19, 2016 by liminal_luke

[redcairo]

Oh come on that was a great post you shouldn't have edited it. :-)

 

*

 

When I was in my late 20s there was a guy online in a fringe forum I was part of, who insisted that he had a time machine. We made a lot of fun of him. But he was really intelligent, well written, and after months of understated discussion about it, he had at least half of us at least willing to hear him out. I was one of the few people he trusted and he sent me his plans in the mail.

 

It involved a DeLorean, you see...

 

So disappointing. :wacko:

 

RC

[Marblehead]

I actually time travelled today.  I went into the TV room at noon, got comfortable and all of a sudden it was 3 pm.

[Nungali]

Ooooooo ... time for Judge Judy    

[Kar3n]

Socks apparently transmute into lids for plastic containers.

...

 

Yes, where are all of my lids? And socks, and forks...

 

Mysteries of the universe; unsolved.

[liminal_luke]

Oh come on that was a great post you shouldn't have edited it. :-)

 

 

 

Thanks RC!   Yes, you`re probably right -- I could of let it stand.  But it was mostly for you and you saw it, so I decided to call it good.

Edited November 20, 2016 by liminal_luke

[thelerner]

In my favorite time machine fantasy I`m transported back to high school.  I`ve got my old adolescent body back, but have kept all my adult knowledge and, um, wisdom.  All my old teachers are wowed by the amazing papers I write.

 

Sadly, that fantasy never comes to pass.  Instead I just lose my socks in the wash.

Reminiscent of a pretty good book, 'Replay'.  Where at 53 a man dies, goes back to his adolescence, lives to the same date, dies again, and again, reliving his life, making changes, trying to make it better.  But each time he goes back later in his original life, til he replays closer and closer to his inevitable death.  It has some good philosophy on what makes a good life.

[redcairo]

Reminiscent of a pretty good book, 'Replay'.  Where at 53 a man dies, goes back to his adolescence, lives to the same date, dies again, and again, reliving his life, making changes, trying to make it better.  But each time he goes back later in his original life, til he replays closer and closer to his inevitable death.  It has some good philosophy on what makes a good life.

 

That sounds interesting!

 

I once told my dad when I was about 18 -- after a lifetime of chronic deja-vu (to the point of precognition) -- that I thought that I had died and gone to hell, and like a biblical story, had been allowed to come back to earth perhaps to do better this time (in the biblical story, some guy was allowed to come back to influence his family) -- but I was apparently making the same bad decisions all over again. He said, "God, what a horrible thought!"

 

I spent several years working on self-hypnosis, some specific to my attempt to resolve what I was pretty sure was a degree of sociopathy. I "broke through" when I was about 23-24 (I forget the exact date, around the border there), and it was after watching a movie called "Peggy Sue Got Married" which is now one of my favorite movies. (Kathleen Turner and Nicholas Cage.) In it, this middle aged woman, her kids have just gotten old enough to move on, her husband is estranged from her, and she goes to their high school reunion. She says, if only I knew then, what I know now! -- and she has a heart incident while on stage at the reunion and wakes up in her high school back in time. And she's totally aware of it, and tries to do things differently this time.

 

For whatever reason (probably partly because at the time/age, I had such grief about my childhood and wondering about the 'outcome' and how things might be different if-only), I started crying at the end, and that was apparently the final straw after all those years. I cried maniacally and then laughed maniacally, back and forth, and slept in exhaustion, for about three days. A lot changed, and I was raw and vulnerable for a long time, but I was fixed -- the complete lack of emotion (accompanied by the most violent-bloody killer rage imaginable, 'controlled' by a seemingly passive exterior) was gone. I could feel again. My intelligence reduced by about 2/3 -- I was told intuitively it was unneeded and only present for extreme paranoia -- but that was fine, it just made me almost normal. The worst stuff was gone. So even though it was probably just the last straw of emotion, I credit the movie with being the last step in saving me. :-)

 

The movie 'the Zero Effect' has a character that reminds me totally of me up until that point. Except I sure hope I'm a better songwriter LOL. Insane memory, ability for incredible 'passing' around people -- but a complete disaster when alone, and whose intelligence is greatly based on the ability to be truly objective (ability to have emotion truly suspended). That character got it like I did -- great trauma in teens, waking up and saying first thing, "Everything is different now." I'm convinced the guy who wrote and directed the movie met someone with this (or had it himself).

 

I love movies. :-)

 

RC

Edited November 20, 2016 by redcairo

[Brian]

Yes, where are all of my lids? And socks, and forks...

 

Mysteries of the universe; unsolved.

Seems the lids don't always end up in your cupboards. I'd check with your neighbors.

 

Go door to door saying, "My socks are missing. Mind if I check your cupboards?"