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Sunday, June 18, 2006
No one
knows what lies outside the universe.
I guess is
some other universes and they all float inside a mega universe,
containing all of this little universes.
They drift
around forming clusters of universes, and from time to time these island
universes will collide with each other, making a tremendous bang and
disappearing in a flash of unknown particles.
I wonder if
anyone can ever fly in a rocket in between universes and if time exists
at all in this strange space.
Perhaps
they will look like stars
to the eyes
of our intrepid traveller.
Every
universe must have a mega black hole in its midst
and some
universes are made of antimatter.
All of
these universes have to be contained into something, and then we have
different blobs full of universes floating in their own time continuum.
I can go on
and on.
I wonder if
we'll ever know where we really are
or what is
the purpose of us all.
SPACE AND
TIME
Within space
and time
Galaxies
float in ether
Shinning
across the aeons
And thrashing
in a soup of gas
Magnificent
nebulas scatter around
Crawling
across the distances
As hazy bands
of infinity
While stars
erupt in a sea of protons
Red giants
envelop solar systems
Their
pregnant bellies scattering particles
As rings of
gas expand forever
Life is born
from their seeds
Beyond the
universe’s infinite bounds
Another one
exists
Galaxies fill
an alien sky
Ringed
planets go around hot suns
A replica of
me stares at the heavens
Anti matter
eyes rejoicing in the spectacle
Of milliards
of suns
In a soup of
gas and dust
posted by
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Wednesday,
June 14, 2006 |
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VITAL MISTAKE
Cryoguy wakes
up n
In the
distant future
Full of
horror
He tries to
understand
What has
happened
To his world
Why it has
turned
Upside down
While the
date has gone tipsy
People are
new
And talking
funny
Full of witty
ideas
Never
imagined in his poor
Aged and
whimsy brain
Caught by
error
In a time
full of eddies
And echoes of
a distant past
He was put by
mistake
In a freezer
At the time
of his death
By an
immortalist
And has to
live forever
With this
fringe group
He always
hated
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Saturday,
June 10, 2006
TALKING CRYONICS |
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Did you ever
want to go to the future after your own death?
Cryonics is
thought to be science fiction by some people. Imagine yourself five
hundred years from now, in a very different world.
Cars will fly
in cities where the streets have been turned into immense parks. Money
might have finished and no one will ever die again.
You will live
for as long as you want to, and when you’re tired of life, you will be
placed in a tank for a few hundred years.
We all have
to die at the moment. No one is safe from death.
Whether
you’re young or old, poor or rich,
black or
white, intelligent or dumb,
you have to
die.
I don’t want
to decompose in a coffin or to be burned to cinders. Cryonics might take
me to that future where death has been vanquished. If I don’t wake up at
all and cryonics fails,
I'll stay
dead.
Just like the
rest of you.
posted by
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Thursday,
June 08, 2006 |
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FEAR
I wonder how
it must feel
To look at
the world for a last time
Before you’re
all alone
In front of
fear
As you shut
your eyes
And float
towards the abyss
What will
your last thoughts be
Imagine
oblivion
Drifting
towards nonexistence
And seeing
nothing
As you move
into the void
emptiness
greets you
At that
moment
When you stop
being yourself
And fall into
the universe
Called death
posted by
Maria Camacho @ 9:42 AM
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Sunday,
June 04, 2006 |
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CRYO 231
Cryo 231 has
woken up
From his long
sleep
Someone put
him
In a cryonics
tank
Many
centuries ago
In a galaxy
full of hot suns
He has been
cruising around the stars
In a rocket
built to last
With the
durability
Of the
quantum world
He's
accompanied
By his frozen
crew
Stored in
other tanks
Full of
cryogenic liquid
Cryo 231
doesn’t know
How old he is
Or what he’s
supposed to do
Light years
away from home
With a body
cloned
Out of a few
cells
And a four
hundred year old brain
posted by
Maria Camacho @ 4:58 PM
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Friday,
May 19, 2006 |
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A DREAM
A calm sea
shines under a full moon
Showing the
view
Of a peaceful
beach
Amidst utopia
As a wave
hurtles
Towards the
shore
Threatening
to engulf me
Into chaos
I wish it to
stop
And it’s
Motionless in an instant
Weird in my
vision
I can’t be
sure whether it’s reality
Or if it
exists alongside my fears
I’m thankful
for this gift of freezing time
To save my
life
Lost in the
cosmos
Then
consciousness
Threatens to
sweep away sleep
And throws me
Towards a
bluish sea of reality
While the
morning sun
Awakes my
senses
As I open my
eyes
I remember
that frozen second
Of eternity
Thrown into
uncertainty
posted by
Maria Camacho @ 5:54 PM
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Monday,
May 08, 2006 |
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ASHES TO ASHES
It’s a
beautiful day here in London
Geese swim in
the pond
And as
sunshine fills my soul
The trees
sway in the gentle breeze
Of a spring
world
Enjoying the
power of life
The mother
duck
Feeds her
ducklings
In the middle
of utopia
While big
fish
Swim below
her feet
Rejoicing in
nature
Giving us
universal hope
And happiness
Because
beauty
Engenders
pleasure
Before we go
back to nothing
And it’s dust
to dust
Ashes to
ashes
For us all
posted by
Maria Camacho @ 2:16 AM
http://www.network54.com/Forum/490402/
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Thursday,
April 20, 2006 |
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THROUGH IMMORTAL LIPS
I imagine
myself
In the heart
of a new age
Where you and
me
Will remember
old ways
And previous
times
Gone in the
course of
The centuries
Because
through immortal lips
I’ll greet
the future
When it comes
As time runs
And flies
Towards the
unknown
We’ll meet
after revival
To toast our
hopes
posted by
Maria Camacho @ 6:58 AM
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Monday,
April 17, 2006 |
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JESUS, THE CRYONICIST
He prayed
And performed
miracles
His mission
had been a simple one
To save the
mortal man
As he cured
the sick
And raised
the dead from their graves
He was a king
without a crown
Whose purpose
Became his
goal
Man of wisdom
King of us
all
Who had a
simple plan
He taught us
a lesson
With his
unfair demise
Up on the
hill
In a metal
tank
At the hands
of his friends
Whom he had
come to save
From going
back to the earth
As nature
intended
Three days
after his death
He arose
again
From his cold
container
In glorious
triumph
This son of a
carpenter
Came back
from death
As a feat of
science
In a Cryonics
way
Happy
Cryonics Easter
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Maria Camacho @ 2:23 PM
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Monday,
April 03, 2006 |
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SAVING HENRY
Henry is a
dummy
With plastic
skin
And placid
eyes
At five
thirty he died
By five
thirty one
He was lifted
onto the ice bath
We didn’t
want to send him
To dummy
heaven
If it ever
existed
We did
compressions
Put his head
in ice
And an IV
line in his arm
Medications
went in
Flowing
through his blood
And stopped
free radicals
Ice bags
around his body
Kept the
temperature down
While oxygen
Went into his
lungs
Saving the
brain
Keeping grey
matter fresh
SURVEY
What do you
want to happen to your body after you die?
1: Do you
want to be cremated?
2: Do you
want to be buried?
3: Do you
want to be frozen?
You must
explain why you are doing it.
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Maria Camacho @ 10:00 AM
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Saturday, March 04, 2006 |
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My father died ten years ago. As a cryonicist,I haven't recovered from
that terrible tragedy yet. I have lost my father twice as far as I'm
concerned. First to death itself, and then to the tomb.
HE'S GONE FOREVER!
IN MEMORY OF DAD
I have memories of you
Happy events of my childhood
Shrouded in fog
Dimmed by the years
As I remember you
I dissolve in tears
A proud man
Has been reduced to dust
What lies under the mud
It’s not my dad
He’s gone forever
And only lives in my mind
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(Comment Linked - Original Posting)
At
12:10 AM,
boundlesslife said...
My mother died, in a
completely unexpected way, in December of 1969. I had never anticipated
that there would not be a way to get her frozen. By then, I had begun to
advocate that every relative of mine who was terminally ill contact the
then-existing cryonics organizations. How could this have happened?
The answer was that without making prearrangements, at that time,
nothing could be done. This is still, for all intents and purposes, the
case. Those who have not made prearrangements don't get frozen, except
in cases so remote and unusual, and with such compromise, that each such
case is a lesson to us all.
The impact of this event shaped all that I've done since, to see that
those I care about would not meet the same, tragic end. It took me into
an entirely new partnership with another cryonicist within the next year
(1970) and, so far, has been the driving force behind getting both my
father (1976) and her mother (1989) into suspension.
This tragedy of the loss of my mother still drives my life. It will
always be the root of my understanding that this is where the dividing
line exists between existence and non-existence. For any who see this,
the lesson is this: make prearrangements and bond with others who have
done this, or ultimately, you will truly cease to exist.
Even then, the future is far from guaranteed. Who can say what will
happen to the world in general, in the next century? Or decade? Or by
next week? But, if you do not continue to exist, if the worst should
happen for you personally, have you not (by default) accepted
non-existence for yourself?
In this case, what meaning have you attributed to your own life? And, if
you attribute no meaning to this, what meaning do you then attribute, to
any other life, either?
boundlesslife
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Sunday,
February 19, 2006 |
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DEATH
I have ran away
Through the infinite sea
From your realm of darkness
With you in pursuit
I believed you once
Now I want revenge
For the rising pain
And my failed emotions
You promised me eternal love
On the tombstone of life
With a false emerald ring
And a coffin full of harm
I’ve flown through time
While you chased me
Hot tears of emotions
Running down my face
I trusted you long ago
Now I want my freedom
Your kingdom of darkness
Has to end for my soul
Your time has come
I don’t love you at all
Let me be on my own
Far from your world
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IMMORTALITY
I dreamt of immortality
As a tiny child
Scared of death
Loving life
My wish not to die
Took me away
To many corners
Of the world
The thought of death
Drew me towards science
Endless deities
Calling for my soul
I wished to be
A common god
Living in heaven
Forever and ever
Of the immortal beings
Inhabiting legends
I envied their longevity
And exciting lives
You might wonder
Whether not dying
Has been a dream
For a fleeting soul
I’ve found a solution
To my love of life
And peace of mind
For my poor heart
Freeze my body
Keep it fresh
It won’t decay
Within a tank
Through the eons
Time might find me
Undying eyes
Looking at the world
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Saturday,
January 28, 2006 |
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A FAREWELL
One day
When I reach life's end
I’ll have this to say
To anyone who cares
This is a farewell to you all
Beyond me lies eternity
And after that
Who knows?
The journey should be hard
Nothing is easy
And this is a send-off
To all the world
My body will float in coldness
Organs won’t decay
Soul won’t sink
Brain will remain
This ship won’t flounder
It might reach eternity
While the rest is history
I will live on
Farewell cruel world
Hello distant future
Beyond the port of death
I’ll come back to existence
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Friday,
January 27, 2006 |
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RED LIGHTS
It was a magical moment
Orion shone above me
As the Milky Way
Sprawled across the sky
Three red lights appeared
By Orion’s side
Dancing around
At incredible speeds
The world stopped turning
As they marched about
Faster than a jet plane
Stranger than my dreams
Then these lights
After several moments
Disappeared into infinity
Awakening reality
Don’t ask me what they were
It challenges my mind
They swept into the sky
Stumbling on my world
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Friday,
January 27, 2006 |
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ODE TO CRYONICS
I want to see the future
Rolling down the ages
And nurturing the universe
Along with my dreams
Let me awaken
In a new millennium
When thoughts of death
Belong to the past
I might stand here
In a few hundred years
Memories of a past life
In my new brain
Hurrah to cryonics
Thumbs up for immortality
Living forever rules
Death is my foe
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Tuesday,
January 17, 2006 |
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DAPHNE
Running down the path
Hair flying in the wind
Daphne looks back
Someone is chasing her
She rushes by a pond
Splashing in the mud
And flies by the trees
Crouching under a bush
As she hugs the branches
Spreading leaves around
Feet sink in mud
Reaching down to infinity
The stranger arrives
Disturbing the calm
Kicking the earth
Searching for her
Quiet within the bush
She looks at him
Leaves caressing her face
Body buried in mud
Her skin hardens
Branches grow out of hair
She communions with earth
As he kisses the leaves
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Thursday,
December 29, 2005 |
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SPACE AND TIME
Within space and time
Galaxies float in ether
shining across the eons
And thrashing in a soup of gas
Magnificent nebulas scatter around
Crawling across the distances
As hazy bands of infinity
While stars erupt in a sea of protons
Red giants envelop solar systems
Their pregnant bellies scattering atomic particles
As rings of gas expand forever
Life is born from their seeds
Beyond the universe's infinite bounds
Another one exists
Galaxies fill an alien sky
Ringed planets go around hot suns
A replica of me stares at the heavens
Anti matter eyes rejoicing in the spectacle
Of milliards of suns
In a soup of gas and dust
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Thursday,
December 29, 2005 |
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SWEET MEMORIES
Yesterday you lived here
Small boots kicked in the snow
Nose running in a pink face
Unruly hair and a mouth pouting,
Kiss? You asked
You rushed out of the nursery
I Pecked your cold cheeks
Colourful drawings still fresh
Pack lunches with banana peelings
Little feet chasing me home
Sesame Street came on
We lay in bed entwined
Sweet memories, lost forever?
Your coat hangs in the corridor
Boots sleep amongst the dust
Happy pictures look at me
From the depths of pain
If I could bring back the past
And have you at home
So many things to tell
All waiting to come out
Perhaps I imagined you
In between sweet dreams
Where little feet chased me
Until they ran out of time
My mind sees you sometimes
From despair comes hope
And everything ends as fantasy
You were never born
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Tuesday, December 27, 2005 |
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I'm serious about immortality. This life is too short and I want to do
so many things. I hope that cryonics works so that I can go to that
future I dream about. I want to wake up after my death in a world devoid
of suffering and illness. The future should be a great place to be. I
don't want to be alone in the future and have paid for my children to
get frozen. Hurrah to Cryonics!
Freeze me when my time comes
And wake me in a future
Without death
Show me the way to the stars
Take me to another place
Far from my own death
transport me to the future
Let me live for eternity
Cryonics is a cool thing
Death is not fun
It won't take me to that future
Amidst the stars
Hurrah to Cryonics.
Thumbs down for death.
As a fan of immortallity
I hate the funeral cortege
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Friday,
December 23, 2005 |
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I'm starting this blog as a cryonicist and immortalist. Life for me is
valuable that is why I have decided to have my body frozen after death.
As a cryonicist and a writer, I'm posting some stories about life,
death, space and time.
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