A fascinating article , centred on a paper by Jason Wright which asks whether there were advanced races before us but they may be extinct and we didn't notice.
Apparently, the answer lies with awareness of techsignatures - i.e. radio signals from deep space.
I take a deep breath and wonder whether this pondering includes the ancient mythical Lemurians or the citizens of Atlantis or Mu; our history is full of myths and legends regarding highly evolved beings that were decimated by natural disasters , or by their own technological folly ( for further reading see any number of dystopian sci-fi books / films.)
One of my personal moments of questioning awareness came when I read Chariots of The Gods .
The world was turned upside down.
Suddenly ancient engravings, sculptures, structures and writings were imbued with hidden meanings
I was young, and naive enough to believe that maybe just maybe, spacemen had implanted the seeds of our civilisation.
I still believe that it may be true - albeit in terms of panspermia, rather than extraterrestrials.
My point is this - what does Jason Wrights paper / thesis tell us that is not already widely known?
He says that radioactive isotopes may give us evidence of materials that were not native to the environment , and so on .
One example of anachronistic objects in the environment would be the 80,000 copies of E.T. The Game , which were used as landfill in New Mexico.
Leaving aside content, this would be a magnetic media, a plastic/metal hybrid object with a magnetic iron ferrule system for the preservation of information.
The clunky graphics could only be seen with the correct equipment, so the reality would be a slender plastic shell containing a magnetic core.
As technology progresses, we are moving away from even simple mechanisms- (floppy disks,what are they?) .
I got to thinking of the V.R. headsets which are now in evidence.
Taken literally, they are content - delivery devices, and a 'future' human would be hard pushed to discover the exact nature of the content.
Unless they could access the content which is almost certainly stored in the Cloud, now.
This trail would ultimately lead to an endpoint, a physical server containing the information.
Which means that , to a future mind, most of our data is vapourware .
And a box with pretty lights and cables.
Lets expand the scenario;
you come from some far distant future and you uncover a horde of ancient treasure.
When finally transcribed, it looks like this:
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| E.T. The Game - well, it was 1983 |
With amazing advances in technical and graphic ability, we now have:
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| The face of a Creeper from Minecraft |
Which brings me to the end of this truncated blog post.
Apologies for the delay in posting, and the lack of graphics.
My computer has been hacked / compromised, and my images are being manipulated at the point where I wish to attach them to this blog.
I suspect 'script-kiddies', but given my lack of computing knowledge, there is little I can do.
My micro blog is hardly a national emergency.
It seems to be the case that when you're engaged in doing something creative / productive, that there's always someone lurking in the background, waiting to trip you up, and steal your ice cream.
Of course, it could just be the 'gremlins' in the machine.
They're everywhere, these days.
Despite the best attempts of trolls and haters,
See you soon
hopefully
G
Newsflash!!
It is now Monday evening, and those kind folks at Blogger have rescued my blog from the pit of doom, and restored picture capability, so yay, and many thanks.
I've left the last paragraph intact, by way of explanation, but hopefully no more creepers round here...
G
