4 May 2018 0 Comments

Cloning for the Better future

About 6 weeks ago, I was watching a Sixty Minutes Episode about this amazing Polo player and horse breeder named Adolfo Cambiaso from Argentina . He owned this amazing horse – coined the “ best Polo horse in history” – named Aiken Cura.  During a Polo match, Aiken had a very bad accident and before they put him down ,Adolfo said his final goodbye, however, he had a curious request: he asked a veterinarian to make a small puncture in the stallion’s neck, put the resulting skin sample into a deep freeze, and store it in a Buenos Aires laboratory. He remembers, “I just thought maybe, someday, I could do something with the cells.”

His hope was not in vain. With the saved skin sample, Cambiaso was able to use cloning technology to bring Aiken Cura back to life. These days, a four-year-old, identical replica of Cambiaso’s star stallion—called Aiken Cura E01—cavorts around a flower-rimmed field in the Argentinean province of Córdoba, where he has begun to breed and train for competition.

Remember in 1996, Dolly the sheep was cloned as the first known animal to survive a cloning process. So 21 years ago, it started and  now we can clone fully functional Super Horses , which Adolfo has used to win several Polo Championships.

One hundred plus years before, in 1885, Hans Driesch created two identical sea urchins by jiggling a two-celled urchin embryo until the cells separated and grew into their own creatures. Through much more sophisticated processes, scientists have since cloned pigs, cows, dogs, cats, ferrets, goats, and horses. So cloning in one shape or form has been going on for 133 years go figure.

Now we come to my personal story , I have always felt in the back of my mind that I had a clone somewhere in this present day. One day my Sister, a doctor, called me a little stressed, little amused with a little oddness in her voice. She had just got back from a restaurant in South Carolina where she lived. She said she was sitting at her table having her meal and she heard my voice extremely clear a few tables over. She knew it could not have been  me because I lived in Arizona, and she had talked to me earlier in the day on my landline. So after listening for several minutes to the voice, she was compelled to see who this man was. She casually walked by the person and confirmed it definitely sounded like me to the tee with gestures like mine and he looked very similar , middle aged , balding guy  (handsome of course). It gave her pause , she thought, what the hell was going on . She wanted to confront the man but decided it was too weird. But she said to this day( 25 years ago) she thought it was my doppelganger or clone.  

At the end of the 60 Minutes episode the doctor /scientist who was responsible for the cloning procedure spoke about the past, present and future of cloning. He said,  “I know that we have come a long way , much longer than most people know.” That is all he said, but it is not hard to read between his words.

So you could save your mind’s thoughts  on a super hard drive and probably with a handful of your stem cells , freeze them- for the future you.  

Sleep tight , You can come back during a future better time -the possibilities are endless, enjoy now with no fear of death


26 April 2015 0 Comments

Taken to a Parallel Reality

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Part 2 April 16th, 2014

I lost time or woke up in this reality and then fell asleep and woke up back in time to see that we were on the ground, actually on a road and the transporter was being driven like a car. It was a 4 lane highway and we were traveling through tunnels of rock that were reddish-purple. It seemed as if they leveled a lot of rock to create the 4 lane highway because there were boulders and major rock formations all around us. Our lane had two arrows, pointing either to the left or straight and the lane to our right went in an entirely different direction. The right lane went into a tunnel or under a bridge while we went into another tunnel that had tracks on it like a train. It seemed like the transporter had no wheels but levitated off the ground. Once we went over the tracks, the speed of the transporter went much faster unfortunately at an uncomfortable speed. I could feel the intense pressure getting stronger and then my heart rate went up. It was like the transporter kept going faster and faster without slowing down and the speed was beyond anything I had experienced before or I should say remember experiencing. It was almost unbearable.I could feel the pressure through out my body for the rest of the trip.

We suddenly stopped at a building that seemed to be underground. The group of people I was with, were escorted off the transporter and directed up some stairs to the main floor of a building. It was a massive building that had a huge open space with different levels of open rooms and areas. There were about 200 of us so I had to assume some people arrived before my group and some in other transporters following us. I noticed that everybody was dressed up and I vaguely remember changing my clothes before I went on the transporter. It seemed to be an important gathering of people, like a special event.

We were all directed to a location where a huge spacecraft was waiting for us. We had to step up onto a platform and then go up some stairs. One of the maintenance crew for the spacecraft, dressed in the same light brown jumpsuit said, “Congratulations and welcome aboard.”

I stepped up and almost missed the handrail as I was getting to the last step. I thought it was funny that I almost fell especially since that is something I would do in this reality. I then walked into a long hallway that had chairs that were white with cup holders built into them. They were either white leather or a weird sort of plastic that looked like leather. On the other side was what seemed to be a large window or something shiny, reflecting back light? There was a group of elderly women and a few men to my right who were laughing and talking loudly as they sat down. One woman in particular had short salt and pepper hair and she was wearing a white top and skirt. For some reason she stood out in the group. I walked past them and came to the end of the hallway and could turn either right or left. I turned to the left and walked along another hallway into a big room (almost as if I knew where to go) the actual room was where the humungous front window was located in the front of the spacecraft. It was massive, 100 feet wide by 50 feet high.

I decided to sit down on a chair not far from where I turned to go down the hallway by the massive window. Again no matter where I looked, the chairs were all white and looked like leather or a weird plastic. They all had cup holders in them and little side tables. When I sat down, there was a seat to my left with a key on it. A man was looking at me and I think he wanted me to take the key. I didn’t feel comfortable with him looking at me and I didn’t want to take the key. This definitely was weird but I just ignored him.

I was wondering where Savanah was at this point because I wanted to experience the excitement with her being on the spacecraft. I knew she was enjoying her friends so I decided to get up and walk to the front of the spacecraft so I could be closer to the massive window. There were seats that were positioned like theater seats towards the window. They swiveled so people could turn completely around and talk with each other. There were seats positioned on the sides facing the theater chairs. They were a few steps up and seemed to have a function that was for more casual sitting, snacking etc. I sat down at the end of an aisle just 3 rows back that faced the massive window.

A scientist and his female companion were sitting behind me. I know he was either Tesla or Einstein. I recognized the hair and I knew that his companion was a scientist as well. The scientist was wearing a dark suit with a tie. His hair was long and kinky. It was salt and pepper in color and he had a dark mustache. His female companion had dark blonde hair, up in a bun. She was dressed in a blouse, skirt and sweater. They seemed to be in their early 60’s. I knew them and looked at them and they seemed to know me. They seemed to be responsible for all of us being in this spacecraft. He tried to give a speech but nobody was listening. He eventually laughed and gave up and said, “If anybody heard me, do a little dance!” I laughed because I knew he said it because he knew I was a dancer plus he was looking right at me when he said it. I answered back, “That would be easy!”

The spacecraft started to levitate and fly at this point and we all knew we were on our way to an amazing place. The atmosphere in the spacecraft was just like we were in a building on the ground. I could feel nothing and yet could see we were up and flying when I looked out the window. Nobody could feel the spacecraft accelerate, including me. It was a very comfortable ride and the temperature inside was perfect. There was no way to know we were flying at an unimaginable rate of speed.

We approached our destination within what seemed an hour and I remember that I was so excited because I knew where we were going. (I had been there many times before and yet at this very moment of writing this experience, I can’t remember the name of the place or where we went.) I ran to the front of the seats and so did the two scientists behind me. We were looking at buildings built on top of a bluish, limegreen ocean. The scientist who looked like Tesla or Einstein declared, “We have the best seats in the house!” I laughed and thought what an odd comment, one that seemed old fashioned.

The spacecraft angled down and a building came into view that was octagon in shape with long angles going up and out from the roof. I knew there was a huge city below the water and that the building was just an entrance point and landing strip.

I couldn’t contain my excitement so I ran to the massive window, feeling a little embarrassed at first but then a few other people came up, a young woman to my left and a few people to my right. I just couldn’t believe how lucky we were to be “going” back to this place. As we went closer and closer to the building the experience faded…

24 April 2015 0 Comments

Taken to a Parallel Reality

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April 16th, 2014 Part 1

Sometimes I am taken to places that are immediately familiar to me and yet not nothing is familiar or close to this reality. It’s as if I have two lives in parallel realities.

With this particular experience, I again found comfort in familiar surroundings and peoples faces. I happened to wake up from my dream body, surrounded by a group of people. I felt as if I was truly awake just as I am now writing and sharing this experience with you.

The group of people I was with, and myself were all invited to a social gathering in a building that had amazing angles to it and circular shapes from the roof and the sides of the building. The ceiling was amazing beyond anything I have ever seen here, it was high up and seemed to have a surround sound type of wall structure to it that made our voices loud but with no echoing. This place was a port and we walked towards an area where there were steps towards a craft called a transporter that was strange in shape, almost deceiving.

Many of the people that were walking along with me, I knew. This was strange to me because even though I knew I knew them, I couldn’t place how or why they were familiar to me. For some strange reason I felt my daughter Savanah was with me but I also knew that in “this” reality that she was at school. Yet, I also knew she was with me in this experience so it made me feel like I was in two realities at once. Savanah had been a major part of this experience in the past so I always associated the buildings, ports and people with her and me being together. I actually saw a young woman who was Savanah’s same age and who I knew she was friends with in this group. The young woman was taller then Savanah with brown hair and skinny like a model. I waved at her and she smiled at me and for some strange reason, I knew Savanah was hanging out with here and their group of friends.

I didn’t panic because I couldn’t find Savanah,I knew the group of young people she was with, were all exceptionally gifted students. I wanted to leave her alone because she was after all a young adult at this point so I knew she needed her space.

As I continued to walk, I could see the transporter which was white and shaped like a shuttle train. There were windows along each side where the seats were. For some reason, I was able to look inside the transporter and out of the windows and over it, all at the same time, at will. The inside seemed bigger than what appeared on the outside. It actually looked narrow like a train. Inside the seats were spacious and comfortable, almost like being on a private plane yet much wider.

The transporter did many things, it flew like a plane or could be driven like a car and also went on railroad tracks like a train. It was created to be multi-functional. I sat in a chair that looked out the front window by a man who was the driver. The man driving (flying) the transporter had on a light brown jumpsuit and a helmet on with big earphones located on the outside of it. The helmet seemed more circular then helmets here based on what our military and motorcycle groups wear. He was seated in front of a control panel, preparing for lift off. The transporter then levitated off the ground, circled around the landing strip about 10 to 15 feet off the ground.

We slowly went over an area where there were mechanics and aviation personnel on the ground below. None of them freaked out or stared at the transporter so I assumed we were at a terminal type of airport where the transporters were flown out from. We slowly went over to a man in the same kind of light brown jumpsuit as our pilot. He held up an instrument that was circular in shape. It was clear as glass like a large crystal ball with metal wrapped around it in different directions. It had a liquid in it that swirled like fire almost like how the surface of the sun swirls. It had a bright yellow and reddish color to it.

The man held up the object to some place under the transporter to give it, its energy. Within a few minutes, we immediately sped forward like on a rollercoaster except the speed was very intense. It felt like we were dropping even though we were lifting and going forward. It almost felt like too much G-force at first, more then we could handle as a group of people and then we gently were pushed back into our seats with the pressure easing up and going away. It was pleasant after that and I was able to enjoy the view instead of dealing with my queasy stomach. We flew over a city and I thought that we must be quite a sight to see but nobody paid us much attention and that was because as I looked around, there were transporters everywhere in the sky.