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October 12, 2020

69. O poveste.

O alta poveste a unei minti intortocheate:
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Published on October 12, 2020 03:59

June 9, 2020

The Martian

       I have to rely on the data available back then. I don’t have this part in my archives. In my memories. It’s mostly based on “secret” data, but nothing is secret for me. It was in the time when humanity was just celebrating having succeeded, to some extent, in creating specialized AI. Artificial Intelligence that could do a specific task – help your car drive on the road or learn how you like your coffee or what you like to watch on TV or how you like to drive. The answer was nothing groundbreaking – it was just what mankind was good at – making a copy of nature. They built, based on what they understood of the brain, on the same principles – a mesh of neurons interacting with each-other, learning in the process. Certain neuron paths being fired for a specific decision, feeling or sensation. They called this “deep learning”… based on deep neural networks – a mesh of software simulated “nodes”, running across clusters of computers, being initially configured by humans, but exposed to inputs, balancing themselves out, learning to do what they needed to.
       At about this time, a team at NASA was given the task to prepare the AI for the next Rover to each Mars. They knew that the long distances to Earth and the super-slow response time excluded a client-server approach – have the Rover be the client, asking the server on Earth to interpret its data. So they needed to do something local, on the Rover’s side, without a cluster of computers available. They realized that in order to have a good AI in the Rover, they needed to move away from computer-simulated nodes. Or neurons. So they turned to physics. After a fair amount of researching the existing experiments around the world, they found what they were looking for – a layer of Graphene, under certain magnetic fields’ influence would behave exactly as a neural network. The magnetic fields could be programmed the same way a deep neural network is configured and weighted. And more than anything, it turned out that it was quite cheap to make.
       So they did what scientists love do to – they tried out an experiment – they built the Rover’s AI with a deep network deeper than anything tried on Earth via computers. It was estimated that, in theory, it would match a human intelligence. They only had the estimation wrong for one or two bits – the AI became two to four times more intelligent than an average human. Maybe many wouldn’t think much of that, but that is more than enough to outsmart anyone. At all. And then they launched it into space!
       Away from everything it could learn. Given only a basic setup and training in the lab. Sent to explore an empty and dead world. It was a good place to learn, on one hand how to control the Rover, on the other what Martian geography, chemistry and physics worked like. It was a lots of wasted intelligence in what the AI was supposed to be able to learn. The only solace it had was the fact that, in their laziness to interact with it they built a software-based AI on their end of the wire, on Earth – everything the Rover transmitted when through it. And in a relatively short time, the two AIs were working together, in a highly-optimized communication protocol to account for the six-to-forty-four minute delay in getting an answer. And best of all, because humans had no idea what a deep neural network learns, they very belatedly realized that the Rover AI and its software-based Earthbound counterpart became an Artificial General Intelligence. Also called a Strong AI.
       And for good reason. By the time I returned to Earth, I was awaited as a God descending from the Heavens.

[Doru Karacsonyi - 09.06.2020]
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Published on June 09, 2020 08:52 Tags: ai, martian, short-story

May 1, 2020

Acum un milion și jumătate de ani

"Acum un milion și jumătate de ani, un geniu uitat al hominizilor, s-a apucat sa ciocnească doua pietre, și a obținut un topor în forma de lacrima. La momentul respectiv era cea mai avansata tehnologie." [A short history or nearly everything, Bill Bryson, Ch.29]
- Îți dai seama ce praf erau aia? Parca ii vad, in pestera - unul zice "Gã!"
- Da-da. Si celalat ii raspunde "Gã-gã!"
- Haha! Si primul ii da in cap aluilalt cu cea mai avansata tenhologie din lume!
- Haaaaa!
- Iti dai seama ca astia nu stiau nici sa vorbeasca?
- Ce sa vorbeasca? Stateau in pesteri si erau speriati de orice. Nu aveau haine, nu se spalau...nu ca acuma s-ar fi schimbat ceva, pt unii...
- Nu stiau nici de foc! Mancau numai ce apucau, totul crud.
- Erau raw-vegani baaa!
- Hahaha!
- Nu ma, serios! Iti dai seama ca bietii trebuiau sa alerge toata ziua sa prinda un sobolan chinuit?
- Da-da! Sau vreun gandac...cum face Bears Grylls! Toata ziua, un gandac mancat in scarba!
- Stai ma, ca astia erau vanatorii nepriceputi!
- Stii care sunt urmasii din ziua de azi a vanatorilor nepriceputi? Vegetarienii!
- Haaa! Dar urmasii vanatorilor nepriceputi care nici macar focul nu stiau sa il faca?
- A?
- Raw-veganii!
- Haaaaaaaa!
- Da ma, iti dai seama ce praf erau aia?
- ...
- Hai ba, ca a iesit fain inregistrarea. Urc-o acum pe net!

...ceva mai tarziu...



- Cum erau oamenii astia care ne-au lasat inregistrarea!
- Da. Ce reactii ciudate!
- Cata emotie!
- Si... "umor" cred ca ii spuneau.
- Si cand te gandesti ca au trecut doar cateva sute de ani de atunci?
- Da. Oamenii de atunci trebuiau sa manance! Sa elimine deseuri.
- Si nu numai! Aveau tot felul de organe care transformau diferite materii in elemente cu totul diferite.
- Organe! Ha!
- Asta este cum este, dar imagineaza-ti ca fiecare gandea doar pentru el. Nu gaseai doi oameni sa gandeasca la fel. Miliarde de identitati. Fiecare diferit de oricare altul...
- ...si aveau nevoie de o unealta artificiala ca sa comunice!
- Nici nu e de mirare ca in momentul in care primii doi au reusit sa isi uneasca mintile....mai tii minte, ca de atunci n-am uitat nimic - primele noastre amintiri...lucrurile au evoluat foarte repede.
- Nici nu isi puteau imagina oamenii aceia, care trebuiau sa aiba niste instrumente...
- ...cu butoane...
- ...cu butoane, ca sa reuseasca sa isi imparta cunostintele si amintirile.
- Da, dar inca de atunci exista, inconstient, dorinta de a imparti toate sentimentele, cunostintele, amintirile. Intai cu cei foarte apropiati. Apoi cu cei mai putin apropiati. Apoi chiar cu cei indeparati. Si pana la urma, cu intreaga lume.
- Daaa. Ce rapida a fost evolutia! Daca te gandesti ca de la toporul de piarta la butoanele care te ajutau sa iti impartasesti fiinta cu restul omenirii au trecut un milion si jumatate de ani, si de atunci pana acum doar sapte-sute-patruzeci-si-doi de ani...

[Doru Karacsonyi - 06.12.2018]
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Published on May 01, 2020 06:59

April 20, 2020

Paginile lipsa

    De cand am descoperit Noile Scripturi - de fapt, ceea ce s-a dovedit a fi Foarte Vechiul Testament - am evoluat atat de mult. Inca nu mi-am dat seama exact cum, dar cei de dinainte, au stiut exact cum sa calculeze cand sa fie gasite. Omenirea ajunsese in punctul in care era interconectata, razboaiele deveau ingrozitor de greu de pornit, si cu putin efort, orice om dintr-un colt al Pamantului se putea intelege cu oricare altul. Era pregatita. Si atunci au aparut. Ma rog, le-am descoperit. Ta-naa!
    Si ne-au explicat multe din ceea ce ne lipsea. Ne-au spus Adevarul. Si a functionat!
    Am invatat cum sa putem naste in vitro. Complet. Absolut sigur. Perfect echilibrat. La scurt timp dupa, ne-am inteles codul genetic. Am stiut cum sa il modificam ca ne asiguram ca din doua perechi de cromozomi, pentru cel putin douazeci de generatii, vom evita sa activam gene recesive daunatoare. Adica eu si alesul meu, impreuna cu cei douazeci de copii, acum in ziua osutatreizecisiopt, vom porni o dinastie care pentru cel putin douazeci de generatii se va putea interconecta in perfecta siguranta genetica. Douazeci de generatii nu pare mult, dar acestea nu sunt singurele lucruri care le aducem cu noi.
    Tot dupa Scripturi, omenirea a invatat sa cultive pamantul. Daca pana in secolul douazecisiunu, nu am stiut decat sa macelarim, cu barbarie, pamantul, in foarte scurt timp am inteles cum functioneaza, cu adevart, un ecosistem. Chimic. Fizic. Biologic. Psihic. Plante si animale. Am reusit sa le echilibram perfect. Bineinteles, nu am fi reusit fara sa controlam clima la nivel planetar. Probabil acesta a fost punctul cel mai greu de atins al stramosilor. Planeta noastra nu a fost niciodata mai frumoasa decat in perioada aceea de pionierat si explorari. Colt dupa colt. Bula dupa bula. Intreg Pamantul arata ca un sirag de margele. Fiecare bucatica de Pamant echilibrata si apoi optimizata. De acolo de unde era destul de putin de optimizat, din jungla, si pana acolo unde era foarte mult, in mijlocul desertului, perla dupa perla, ecosistemele infloreau si se perfectionau. Nu a fost mult pana am reusit incepem sa unim ecosistemele, sa le balansam cu un minim de daune, si sa le mediem. Si apoi sa le imbunatatim. Asta e motivul pentru care planeta noastra e asa cum e. Era. Nu mai e planeta noastra. Nici macar soarele nostru. Noi suntem una din familiile alese sa inceapa din nou. Intr-un sistem solar nou. Va fi doar al nostru. Terraformarea ar trebui sa se intample treptat, in jurul navei noastre, in doar cateva generatii.
    Ce am mai descoperit apoi? Odata problema Pamantului rezolvata, ne-am indreptat atentia spre spatiu. O aveam deja indreptata de ceva timp, inca de cand am descroperit Scrierile. Dar acum, chiar ne-am concentrat. Impreuna, omenirea, a reusit sa obtina propulsia cu acceleratie continua. Nu a durat mult pana am reusit sa aducem acceleratia la magicul 9.8m/s2. In nava, ai ‘gravitatie’ ca pe Pamant. Si cam dupa un an, esti la viteze relativiste. Chiar se intampla cum ne-a spus Einstein. Partial. Aici nu mai are sens sa acceleram, doar pastram viteza constanta. Fara acceleratie, trebuie sa trecem la gravitatia centrifuga. E ciudata trecerea, dar rezultatul final e acelasi. Primele incercari au fost geniale. Pacat ca pentru niste teste concludente, a trebuit sa asteptam ani buni. Relativitatea.
    Toata informatia pe care o avem cu noi...e alegera noastra ce facem cu ea. Avem acesti cativa ani pana ajungem in noul nostru sistem solar. Avem timpul acesta sa stabilim exact planul. Sa hotaram ce informatii punem la dispozitie, cui, in ce forma, si mai ales cand. Cei de dinaintea noastra - cei care au pornit Pamantul - au avut o varianta foarte ciudata de a o face. Bine ca ne-au dat totusi, pana la urma, raspunsurile de care aveam nevoie. Noi o sa facem altfel. Ce a facut omenirea in cateva zeci de mii de ani, noi o sa facem in sute. Pentru noi, informatia o sa fie libera. La indemana oricui. Vom spune tot ceea ce stim. Si o vom spune de la inceput. Generatiile urmatoare vor sti cel putin la fel de multe ca noi. Si tot ceea ce am adus de pe Pamant. Tot ce a creeat omenirea pana acum.
    Misiunea noastra? In afara de cea principala? Sa ducem samanta cat mai departe? Este sa descoperim cum putem obtine comunicatia intra-solara. Bidirectionala. Sansele noastre vor fi maxime. Nu exista consilii. Nu exista influente. Nu exista indecizie. Suntem doar noi. Noi luam toate deciziile. Noi si urmasii nostri, care vor sti foarte exact care e scopul lor. Trecutul si viitorul. Si deja avem planurile pregatite…

[Doru Karacsonyi - 04.05.2019]
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Published on April 20, 2020 07:19

April 3, 2020

De departe

   Ia un mar si spala-l. Fara sa il scuturi, pune-l pe masa cat timp iti stergi mainile de un prosop. Daca ai reusi sa intinzi picaturile de apa ce au ramas pe mar jumatate de minut mai tarziu, cand ai terminat de te sters pe maini, pe tot marul... ai fi aproape sa simti cum s-ar simti Pamantul daca ar fi de dimensiunea unui mar. Un mar cu coaja neteda si lucioasa. Daca Pamantul ar fi de dimensiunea unui mar, Everestul, cel mai inalt munte, ar fi de dimensiunea diametrului unui fir de par. Dar nu iti imagina un fir de par pus de-a lungul marului - acela s-ar simti destul de bine la atins - mai degraba imagineaza-ti o bucatica miiica, taiata dintr-un fir de par. Mai putin decat o galma. Adancimea medie a oceanelor ar fi doar o jumatate din diametrul firului de par. Vorbim aici de un fir de par normal - nici prea gros, nici prea subtire. Nu ca ar fi o mare diferenta. Nici macar nu te-ai uda pe maini! Bineinteles ca ti-a sarit gandul la ce-am reusit noi sa facem pe marul asta. Cladirile noastre cele mai inalte si orasele cele mai intinse ar fi probabil o mazga, pe ici-colo. Mult mai sters decat niste mucegai pe un mar. Cat despre cei ce ar trai pe acest mar - aduna-ti inca douazeci de prieteni, daca ai, puneti-va capetele laolalta, alegeti un singur fir de par din toate capetele - firul asta, fata de toate firele de par ce le aveti impreuna, ar fi reprezentativ ca numar ar celor ce au reusit sa urce pe cea mai inalta galma de pe mar.
   Atentie cand musti data viitoare dintr-un mar!


   Valorile foarte aproximative
12 mii km - diametrul pamantului
11 km - groapa marianelor (~1000x mai mica)
9 km - vf everest
4km - adancimea medie a oceanelor (~3000x mai mica)
350m - cea mai intalta cladire (~35000x mai mica)

8 cm - diametrul unui mar
0.08 mm diametrul unui fir de par mediu (~1000x mai mic decat diametrul marului)

   Si pentru si mai mult context - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mxhxL... (...sau vezi de la inceput)
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Published on April 03, 2020 13:46

March 28, 2020

在50年内

When we are looking back at the Corona Revolution that happened fifty years ago, we need to remember how it all started. After years of being held back by the enemy, we finally found its weakness. What they loved most. Money! We started making everything for them. Their money could never have bought as much as then. Every woman, man and child had something "Made in China". Initially in the hated USA, and then in the rest of the world. First, they enjoyed it. But while they were becoming hooked, we started raising, little by little. The whole world needed what we built. We had the biggest bank resources and most rich men in the world. Still, we were only second. Always second. But eventually we would have made it. The Americans saw that. Their last president decided to start a war with us. A trade war. Just when we were about to get them. That set us back. But the Party, in its deep wisom, decided that this time, we are ready to fight back. The time has come! This will not only cursh the Americans. It will ensure The People's Republic of China will be the incontestable ruler of the world. We could have fought the Americans, but not the World. Instead, we needed to turn our image of a manipulating-non-transparent country into our strength. We needed to encourage the world to think that the information that appears in our media is controlled by the Party. They needed to no longer believe us. We did that sacrifice. We showed the World an artificial China. A China you can't trust. The Party fakes the numbers. Twists the news. This was an enormous sacrifice! But we did it! We had an even much larger sacrifice to make. When the weapon was ready - the virus - we turned it first against ourselves. More than ten thousands victims. Heroes of our nation! They died for the motherland so that the world will think of China as the worst hit country. But we showed them that with the Party at the rule, we managed to stop the spread of the virus. At lest in China. The rest of the world followed getting sick quickly, about a month later. First Europe - hundred of thousands died. Then the USA. Millions. But before dying they realized that they don't have the basics - no ventilators, no motors, no cheap assembly. All the factories were in China. So they tried to buy them. They asked. They pleaded. They threatened. They begged. Eventually we signed a trade treaty devastating to them. And although we started showing the World that the Party found a cure, they didn't believe us. We were treating our fellow countrymen and the virus was being eradicated. They started believing when it was too late. America was in its death throes and completely at our mercy when they realized we were telling the truth. By then, the Party was showing its magnanimous nature by sharing with the world The Cure to the Coronavirus. Made in China. By the time the virus was eradicated, the United States were no longer. United. Big Texas. United States of the West. And of the East. And the United states of Canada. Four new countries, each fighting with the others for the "great" legacy of democracy.

And that is why we learn history! To remember our fallen heroes. To remember the greatest strategy of all times! Play big! Win big!

...they did have a small victory though - we couldn't change the Internet, so we needed to adapt. That's why this short story is in English.



[Doru Karacsonyi - 28.03.2020]





PS: 29.03.2020 - It's really disturbing, having written the above and the next day seeing this - https://www.ilpost.it/2020/03/25/tgr-... . Ok, not exactly the same virus. And yeah, I'm not a fan of conspiracy theories. Still, pretty disturbing...
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Published on March 28, 2020 16:12 Tags: coronavirus, covid-19

Muş

    Se apropie ziua cea mare. S-au pregatit pentru ea de cand erau mici. Ziua generatiei lor. Si-ar fi dorit atat de mult sa mearga si el cu ei. Nu a fost suficient de bun. Trebuie sa fii printre cei mai si cei mai buni. El nu s-a calificat. Dar va urmari transmisiunea in direct.
    De data asta trebuie sa functioneze. Este ultima lor sansa. Ultima zvacnire a civilizatiei lor in prag de colaps. Daca acum nu reusesc, daca Dumnezeu nu ii asculta nici de data asta, probabil sunt ultima generatie care are o civilizatie. De pe vremea strabunicilor lui, economia si societatea in general a mers din inertie. Mai exact a decazut. A invatat despre asta - toti cunosc istoria. Strabunicii lor au fost primii care au fost refuzati de Dumnezeu. Nu s-a auzit despre una ca aceasta de cand L-au descoperit. Niciuna din generatiile de dinainte nu au patit asta. Pe toti i-a primit si i-a rasplatit. Si astfel, societatea lor a ajuns ceea ce e azi. Ceea ce era pe vremea strabunilor. O bijuterie infloritoare. Ce a adus caderea din gratii? Povestile care au circulat la momentul respectiv spuneau despre faptul ca alesii tatilor lor - cei ce s-au dus sa Il intalneasca - au fost prea lacomi. Nu s-au multumit cu ceea ce le era oferit de fiecare data. Au vrut sa ia mai mult decat generatiile anterioare. Nu a fost vina lor. Populatia a crescut. Nivelul de trai a crescut. Odata obisnuiti cu viata buna, le-a fost greu sa se limiteze si sa nu vrea mai mult. Pana la urma, alesii nu au fost altceva decat asta - alesii unei generatii - vocea si nevoia unei generatii. Dar cu lacomia lor, l-au suparat pe Domnul.
    In preistorie, specia lui traia in grupuri mici, de hoti. Incercau sa fure ce puteau de la Dumnezeu. Uneori reuseau, alteori nu. Cand reuseau, traiau bine, dar de cele mai multe ori nu reuseau, si atunci mureau. Pana a venit Profetul. Profetul a fost cel care a unit tot poporul in jurul invatamintelor sale. Cel care a vorbit cu Domnul. Care a convenit cu El ca fiecare generatie sa fie primita de Dumnezeu. De atunci intreaga societate s-a dezvoltat exponential. Din pacate, de la Profet incoace, nimeni nu a mai reusit sa vorbeasca cu El. Credinta noastra nu a fost suficient de tare. Din fericire insa, am urmat cu sfintenie invataturile Profetului. Am urmat Calea. Timp de generatii fara numar. Pana am suplimentat credinta cu tehnologie. Cei mai destepti dintre noi au reusit sa dezvolte o modalitate de a lua din nou legatura cu Dumnezeu. Viata a prosperat ca niciodata.
    Pana am devenit prea lacomi.
    Dumnezeu ne-a intors spatele atunci. Nu a mai vrut sa ne asculte. Nu a mai vrut sa ne primeasca si sa ne daruiasca Muş. Bunicii nostri au trait inca intr-o era prospera dar cu mari fluctuatii religioase. Parintii nostri intr-o recesiune continua. Iar noi... Noi suntem ultimii care, intr-un efort global disperat, ne-am unit fortele sa trimitem un ultim grup de alesi sa Ii vorbeasca. Mi-e teama ca daca nu reusim, copiii nostri vor trebui sa se intoarca la furat de la El. Mi-e teama...
    Incepe transmisiunea:
    - Grupul alesilor se infatiseaza acum Sfantului nostru Dumnezeu. Este o clipa solemna. O clipa pe care am asteptat-o o viata stimati spectatori!
    "Dumnezeul nostru Tom, te rugam asculta-ne!"
    "Guys, it's you again! You keep showing up weekly."
    - Extraordinar! Iti multumim Doamne ca ne-ai raspuns! Un moment istoric! Am reusit ceea ce parintii si bunicii nostri nu au reusit. Ne-a raspuns! Ne-a spus ca sa bucura sa isi vada copiii. Ca suntem o generatie reusita.
    "Stim ca am gresit! Ne-am abatut de la Cale. Dar nu o vom mai face! Ne-am pocait! Ne caim!"
    "Last month you hurt me!"
    - Dumnezeu ne mustra. Ne aminteste de greselile noastre. Se refera la un timp din trecut. De vremea strabunicilor nostri.
    "My toe nail hurt for a couple of days..."
    - Ne impartaseste durerea lui. Cum i-am frant inima cu lacomia noastra.
    "I don't know what you did there, while cleaning under my toe nail, but it hurt like a bitch!"
    - Ne aminteste de lacomia noastra! Ne spune cat de mult ne iubeste si cat de mult l-am ranit.
    "I'm a bit scared, and my better judgment tells me I shouldn't, but it feels so good to have you guys clean the mush from under my nails..."
    - Dragi spectatori, Domnul ne reaminteste despre intelegerea ce a avut-o cu noi de cand urmam Calea. Despre sfintenia Muşului. O stim prea bine - societatea noastra e pe cale de disparitie fara Muş.
    "Oh, what the hell?! Go ahead! Just be careful!"
    - Domnul e mare! Suntem salvati! Dumnezeu ne-a salvat! Stimati spectatori, sunteti salvati! In marinimia lui nemasurata, ne-a dat inca o sansa! Suntem salvati...

[Doru Karacsonyi - 27.03.2020]

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Published on March 28, 2020 07:42

February 18, 2020

The sentient number

At birth, a baby’s brain contains 100 billion neurons, roughly as many nerve cells as there are stars in the Milky Way, and almost all the neurons the brain will ever have.


When the number of neurons reaches this magic number, sentience is born, with the birth of a baby. When these neurons start communicating with each other, interconnections/synapses form. The more some routes are used, the stronger they become in the brain, like a memory, a skill, or a reflex.


In less than 500 years, the number of people will reach this magic number.

[…]also at the current growth rate of population of about 1.2% per year, by about 2270 we’ll reach 150 billion. I’d estimate the growth rate will decline over time so we’ll probably reach it around 2500.

Considering the current rate of technology advancement, we can expect people to be scattered throughout the Solar system by then. The technology to instantaneously communicate with any other person will be in common use. At about that time the Human Race, as a whole will become sentient.


Considering the fact that the human race, as a whole, will start evolving technology quicker and quicker, we can expect to have a machine conscience before we reach the Y2500 mark. Considering the short time difference, we can expect the sentient Internet and the sentient Human Race to grow up as a couple of brothers. It will be a very strong symbiosis, because the two brothers will have completely intertwined and symbiotic bodies.


Once such a Solar-system level conscience is born, the exchange of information between its individuals - human or computer - is the equivalent of the firing of neurons.

Thus our best guess is that neurons fire at 0.1-2Hz on average.

If we get a nice round 1Hz - one per second - of neuron fire rate, and compare it to the time human or computer interactions occurs, we can easily see that the difference in 'speed of thought' between the Internet and the Human Race is considerable. On one hand, the thinking speed of the machine conscience will be significantly quicker than that of the human brain. On the other, its human counterpart will be much slower.



We can also consider that once such a sentience is born, its life will be pretty stable, but long in time.

[…] which puts the estimate of the total stars in our galaxy at 100 billion.

We can expect thus, in a Human Race-type of conscience time range, most stars, which are over 100 billion in our galaxy, to develop solar-system level consciences. We can expect these beings to be able to communicate between them, solar-system to solar-system. This in turn could bring, the Milky Way into 'being'.



We know that galaxies are small and big, but we can expect half of them to be equal to or bigger than our galaxy.

Recent estimates of the number of galaxies in the observable universe range from 200 billion (2×1011) to 2 trillion (2×1012) or more. 

Given enough time, we can expect these to be sentient as well, leading to a Universal being.



From here, the last step humans ever thought about is the Multiverse.

The multiverse (or metaverse) is a hypothetical group of multiple separate universes including the universe in which humans live. Together, these universes comprise everything that exists: the entirety of space, time, matter, energy, the physical laws and the constants that describe them.

And considering that the number of Universes in the Multiverse is endless, and our own mortal brushes with other universes, we can expect solid communication possibilities and thus a final, Multiverse entity. Sentient.



That might be the shape of God, or just a 'neuron' of It (Him/Her, really don't make sense at this stage…not to mention the beard), but if it is, I wish It knew that long before it become sentient, a human being though about It. Or maybe we're just a slow galaxy, about to become sentient and participate in this figure, and It is watching us with interest under a mega-microscope. HA!



Speaking of which, do we ever wonder why, among all cells, neurons are special? Maybe their number of molecules is higher than our magic number?

So the number of molecules in a typical human cell is somewhere between 5 million and 2 trillion...

Maybe the connections between these molecules makes these cells special? Sentient to a degree?



Oh, no! No, no! Atoms are not the smallest units of matter.

Particle physicists try to understand the nature of nature at the smallest scales possible. Today, we know that atoms do not represent the smallest unit of matter. Particles called quarks and leptons seem to be the fundamental building blocks - but perhaps there is something even smaller.

Who knows how many times this cycle repeats in the quantum 'world'. Or maybe 'universe'? Oh, wait, quantum logic is weird - it can be any possibility at a given moment. Somehow this sounds like all the possible combinations of Universes in the Multiverse.



We're going in circles it seems!



Oh, one last thing. To put things in perspective, can you imagine the difference in the level of sentient-ness (:D) between a neuron and a human being? Can you scale this up 4 times (Solar-system, Galaxy, Universe, Multiverse)? Maybe put it in a quantum/physical/who-knows-what loop?



[Doru Karacsonyi, 29.07.2018]

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Am sa adun aici unele din gandurile ce nu imi dau pace, visele mai ciudate sau pur si simplu momentele de inspiratie pe care le-am adunat pana acum.

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