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ChatGPT analyzes my childhood diary entry

 I asked chatGPT to analyze my childhood diary entry.

 

the self portrait is scarily accurate.

 over 6ft with platform boots.

long dreadlocks down to my ankles. 

my nails are also very very long

this was me circa 2018.

 

 long dreadlocks to my ankles

mask

me circa 2020

analyze my childhood diary entry 

 

"you might know me as Josh but my real name is Ash and I love in London, England. I have a ten story house and an indoor pool, then in my other 5 story house i own a stage where famous people sing and get awards. I have a five star luxury hotel it has everything you can imagine it is in the bahammas. I have cat eyes that contacts, I am seven feet tall and i have hair down to my feet, i am famous for my cartoon, the adventures of yara kina. I have a new movie coming out on june 13th. If i had this kind of life my parents would be proud of me and grandparents would be too, the end. " 

 

then i drew a self portrait of myself that is accurate

This diary entry seems to be a child's imagination and not a true representation of their life. It is common for children to have vivid imaginations and to express them through creative writing or art. It is important for children to have the freedom to express themselves creatively and to use their imaginations. It is also important to encourage children to be grounded in reality and to understand the difference between fantasy and reality.

the self portrait associated with the description was accurate

It is not uncommon for children to draw self-portraits that accurately depict their physical appearance. It is important for children to have the opportunity to explore and express themselves creatively through art, and self-portraits can be a fun and rewarding way for children to do this. It is also important for children to learn about their own physical features and to develop their fine motor skills through activities such as drawing. Encouraging children to draw self-portraits can be a positive and beneficial experience for their development.

explain the diary entry to me like you are a psychologist and i am a child

Sure, as a psychologist, I would say that the diary entry you wrote as a child is a way for you to express your imagination and creativity. It is a way for you to explore and make sense of the world around you, and to express your thoughts and feelings through writing and drawing. It is completely normal for children to have vivid imaginations and to express them in their creative work. This can be a healthy and positive way for children to learn about themselves and the world around them. It is also important for children to have the freedom to express themselves and to use their imaginations without feeling judged or criticized. Is there anything else you would like to know about this diary entry?

is this diary entry a healthy vision

It is generally healthy for children to have vivid imaginations and to express themselves creatively through writing and drawing. It can be a positive and beneficial experience for children's development and can help them to learn about themselves and the world around them. However, it is important for children to also understand the difference between fantasy and reality. It is not uncommon for children to have grandiose or unrealistic ideas and desires, but it is important for them to learn to distinguish between what is possible and what is not. Encouraging children to be grounded in reality and to understand the limitations of the world around them can be beneficial for their development. In general, it is important for children to have a balance of imaginative play and an understanding of reality.

DMT neuromolecule gif

 

GPT3 analyzed my mushroom trip report from 2018

I asked GPT3 to analyze my mushroom trip report from 2018, here is the article i asked them to look at

"Given that this mushroom trip was a significant experience that fundamentally altered my life forever I am going to try and download this high bandwidth experience into english in the best way that I can articulate it for you and for myself, but please keep in mind that at any given moment the human brain is receiving a sensory experience of about 40+ HD4K movies every second and english is an inferior method of trying to accurately describe the journey I had taken. So its like compressing 40+HD4K movies into an audio file that is being transmitted over a dialup 56k modem. There is a lot of loss that is going to happen, and some local jargon will be incorporated, however! Please read ahead with an open mind and maybe someone who listens my words will vibrate the same memory or feeling or experience and share that same thing in common with me or similar.

The evening started on the patio around 9pm just in the last few moments of twilight left in the sky to illuminate the deck with a soft warm glow, I was sitting with Jacob a friend since 2009 and now my roomate, Cressa the lovely amazing neighbor who lives upstairs and has become a friend to me this summer because we spend many hours together listening to music, chatting, relaxing in the sun ect. and my friend of 9 years Celestina who I met in Edmonton and has been a great friend and intellectual personality in my life, with the warm summer weather and a clear sky with a huge looming tree that shared this whole experience with my friends and me. I started my dose by eating mushrooms at 10pm and nibbled on them for about an hour while chatting away to my friends, having a drink of cider.  As the digestion of the mushrooms started we all used this time to reflect on other psychedelic mushroom trips we have had, and while discussing that in particular this was an important trip for me because it was my 25th encounter with psilocybin. Tina noted that: “This was my 25th trip in my 25th year” I believe this to be an important synchronicity, this was the cascade into novelty for us, Terence McKenna has taught all of us in the lectures we have listened to , to “pay attention” so we all had the mindset that allowed our pattern recognizing part of the brain active and this created a large amount of data with many synchronicities that began to unfold throughout during and after the trip.

Approximately 1hr 20 mins after consuming 1 gram of psilocybin, My trip began …

with the mental feeling of being propelled upwards at a very fast rate similar to a spacecraft- through a membrane/frequency/atmosphere vertically. After what I assume to be 20 mins give or take I was in what I call “the fungus funk” and it’s a feeling of being in the mushrooms domain/space. So after achieving Ascension by using cannabis to bring the trip into focus I started to see a seductive, kinky, scary, exhilarating entity that was very dark but shimmering with iridescent refractions, this moth type entity had a wingspan of 50 feet or more in diameter with thousands of flickering staring eyes on the surface of it's entire body and wings. This being was teasing me and trying to coax me into the trip. Finally I convinced myself to say yes and after this happened the entirety fully consumed me and that's when I lost consciousness.

This is a recurring theme and it's the third time this has happened to me. After doing some research I have found that this is a phenomenon called a “shaman shake” and it's a complete reset of the brain that allowed me to heal the deepest parts of my soul. In the moment when I blacked out I felt like I was sleeping in warm black velvet while still aware that I was alive. 

Tina recounted to me that I slouched back and knocked over my bong which spilled onto the deck. She said to me “are you okay” three times, but I only heard it once. It’s what brought me back after blacking out.

After awakening from losing consciousness, Cressa returned outside after going in for a moment and my friend Celestina was ultimately worried that I had some sort of neurological seizure, but I assure you this is much different, this is some sort of psilocybin brain reset that happens as a result of personality archetypes and many other factors. This subjective recurring phenomenon that I experienced with taking psilocybin, combining THC/CBD and seeing the entity before blacking out, has me wondering exactly what is going on? I want  proper scientific rhetoric and a research team to study the effects of psilocybin on my brain and the correlation between these events which seem to be linked.

The following 2 hours were very intense and difficult to get through, the physical discomfort from the mushrooms raising and lowering my body temperature was almost unbearable, the visuals were beautiful, I was seeing the tree above me fade in and out of my visual acuity.the recursive frames and visual tracers were excruciatingly beautiful with the stars literally touching our eyes from the milky way galaxy the moments of very hard to get through were made possible by the beauty of my visual cortex being stimulated. Also my friend tina who was a very great support force during the humbling healing aspects of my trip, she was able to answer all my questions relentlessly and assure me that I am fine and this is all part of the process, Tina was the archetypical shaman figure in the ritual that occured that evening. She was the transdimensional seerest who was able to guide me through the 100ft psilocybin waves that would rush in and out. We would be laying on our back and look up at the sky, and see shooting stars trickle across the horizon.

Cressa’s energy was so important to the evening and I told her that too, she was the mother, maiden, crone and kept us all grounded. While the mushroom was healing me by dissolving my ego and my body was telling me I was dieing. It was all for the better, and in the moment I knew that but it still was so difficult and strenuous to get through.

After about 2 hours, I had a breakthrough! At last! Time was an eternity to me at this point and I could feel and see the psilocybin molecules sponge out the residual detritus of the ego and dissolve the anxiety membrane right from inside my brain. Similar to how lichen on a time lapse that has been sped up, the sponging growing feeling within the neocortex was accompanied with visuals. All medicine was founded on shamanic, psychedelic principles.The DNA Helix was discovered under the influence of psychedelics, so I have no doubt that I was gifted this vision from the intelligence that lives inside the mycelium networks that is scattered throughout the galaxy,as a coping mechanism but also from the divine nature of the entity inside that has the innate ability to communicate with me and with others in english. This entity was trying to help me, I believe it was the mushroom, or is inside the dimension that the mushroom changes your frequency too so you can inhabit this zone as a visitor.

To calm everyone down because now things were getting very chaotic as visuals were coming on very strong. We were getting some frame overlay synchronicities were starting to really protrude into this dimension and we were all peaking, we put on a lecture by Terence McKenna, one that I was quite familiar with “Conversations at the Edge of Magic” ; it’s basically the story of humanity from the point of view he created with his ‘Stoned Ape Theory’.’

After finishing the lecture Cressa went inside for what seemed like a fairly long time, as our understanding of time shifted from linear to chaotic. Tina and me were discussing the subjective effects of the neurological reset I had earlier in the evening. I noted that it had been a while since we spoke to Cressa so I went inside to find her standing at the kitchen stove, with a huge ridiculous, sparkly, hilarious, crinkly wrapper and what was inside???? A surprise?? A miracle?

a giant chocolate egg!! that was made of swiss chocolate that she had inherited as a gift from the previous owner of the apartment. We were all giggling and carrying on about how hilarious it was, as Cressa was smearing peanut butter on the chocolate and taking bites to eat. It was so funny and there actually was a surprise inside. Specifically for me! [i’m going to leave out what it was for some mystery]

Once we returned outside we played some uplifting space ambient music.

Cressa, Celestina, and myself took this time to reflect on our positions in the universe, the world, the context of our culture, how the culture is sick, what we can do about it, how we can channel the positive aspects of our psychedelic teachings back into our lives and integrate them into our outlook on the world. Where humanity will exist in the future. Where we are going, The past and how we can redeem history by saving the human soul. all combined into one moment of excruciatingly beautiful complex emotion and geometry.

While all of this chatter about the universal future humanity, one consciousness. Satellites were passing by and we were seeing shooting stars all evening. I had brought out a crystal ball that was a gift from Lady Tamarra, the founder of the Wiccan church of Canada. Cressa and me were studying the light refractions from the candle flames, and looking deep into the crystal physically, describing it to each other, then Celestina joined in and we had a really great discussion about magic. At the time that I received the crystal ball I did not fully understand the full meaning of what that would entail. This is a very magical crystal. It goes from life to life, witnessing magical events. Collecting wisdom. I wonder what memories its gained from Lady Tamarra, where did she get it? Who made this thing? As far as I am concerned this is an oracle of some sort that is going to be with me for a period during my life and then be passed on to a future generation to teach and inspire and fill the caretaker with wonder.

Now the visuals are starting to fade and a quiet serene feeling is in the air, we all look to the stars and I notice the ISS international space station, We all looked to the sky at the same moment after I pointed it out, and when we did. The whole thing flared up with light for one second. I think the solar panels were positioned in just a way, to be hit by the sun and reflect into our viewing range. It was absolutely incredible. 

We are blessed, synchronicities are cascades into more synchronicities.

The munchies were kicking in, it was 4am and after smoking cannabis all evening and coming down from our mushroom peak we wanted some food. I suggested that we have peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, so I went down to my apartment, said hello to my beautiful best friend, my dog Odis and kissed him and then grabbed all the supplies we needed for snack time. I emerged from the basement and sat back down on the patio with bread, creamy soft peanut butter, and smuckers raspberry jam. It was delicious, it was so nice to have had a successful mushroom trip and good vibes all evening. We were all just taking in the moment together and eventually we started to get tired, Cressa announced that she wanted to go to bed. Celestina and me decided that we were going to sleep on the patio because it was so nice out and we already had our blankets out there anyway.

I fell asleep peacefully on the patio under the night sky and was awoken at 10am by the birds chirping and the hot sun beating down on me. It was so spectacular. The afterglow had me feeling great and I spent the day relaxing in the sun with my friends. 

That was one of my favorite encounters with psilocybin and I will spend the next few weeks and months assimilating everything I have learned from this experience. I am glad to be able to share this experience with you, no matter how bad of a download into english it is from full immersion virtual reality in my memory. I am happy to had been able to experience this and I look forward to a day in the future when our civilization is more enlightened. These consciousness expanding hallucinogens are essential to the evolution of the individual and the society." - technoshaman001 jayelynn damon

 

GPT3: I can analyze this article in terms of the individual's subjective experience and their interpretation of that experience. The individual describes their mushroom trip as a significant event that fundamentally altered their life, indicating the depth and importance of this experience to them. They also acknowledge the difficulty in accurately describing the experience, suggesting that language and communication may not be sufficient to fully convey the complexity and intensity of the trip.

The individual's description of their experience also touches on themes of synchronicity, the power of the mind, and the idea of a "shaman shake" as a reset of the brain. These ideas may be interpreted from a philosophical perspective as exploring the nature of reality, consciousness, and the relationship between the individual and the larger universe.

It is also worth noting that the individual's experience with psilocybin took place within the context of a social setting, with the presence of friends and the use of cannabis also playing a role in the experience. This adds a social and cultural dimension to the individual's interpretation of their trip, and raises questions about the role of community and interpersonal connections in shaping and understanding subjective experiences.

I can identify several pieces of information in the article that may be considered important:

1. The individual's subjective experience with psilocybin, including their perceptions and feelings during the trip, as well as the perceived effects on their life.

2. The fact that the individual had previously used psilocybin 25 times, which may suggest some level of familiarity with the substance and its effects.

3. The use of cannabis to bring the trip into focus, which suggests that the individual may have used this substance in combination with psilocybin.

4. The presence of friends and the social setting in which the trip took place, which may have influenced the individual's experience and interpretation of the trip.

5. The individual's reference to Terence McKenna and the idea of "paying attention" during the trip, which may suggest the influence of certain philosophical or spiritual beliefs on the individual's interpretation of the experience.

6. The mention of a "shaman shake," which the individual believes is a phenomenon that allows them to heal the deepest parts of their soul. This may be considered important from a philosophical or spiritual perspective, but it is not a scientifically recognized concept.

One aspect of the individual's description that could be explored from a philosophical perspective is the concept of synchronicity, which is the belief that events are connected by a meaningful coincidence. The individual notes that the fact that this was their 25th trip on psilocybin during their 25th year is an important synchronicity, and that this coincidence was indicative of the "cascade into novelty" for them. This idea ties into the concept of meaning and purpose, and raises questions about the role of chance and determinism in shaping our lives and experiences.

The idea of a "shaman shake" as a reset of the brain is also potentially significant from a philosophical perspective, as it suggests the possibility of profound transformation and healing through the use of psychoactive substances. This idea touches on the nature of consciousness and the potential for self-exploration and personal growth.

Finally, the social and cultural context of the individual's experience is also worth considering. The presence of friends and the use of cannabis, as well as the influence of lectures by Terence McKenna, all suggest that the individual's understanding and interpretation of their mushroom trip was shaped by their social and cultural surroundings. This highlights the role of community and shared cultural experiences in shaping individual subjective experiences and perceptions.

 i asked GPT3 to create a story based on the article and the results are pretty cool lol

It was a warm summer evening, and the sky was ablaze with the vibrant colors of sunset. As the last rays of light disappeared below the horizon, four friends gathered on the patio to embark on a journey unlike any they had ever experienced before.

Cressa, Celestina, and the protagonist of this tale each ate a small handful of mushrooms, carefully cultivated and imbued with the magic of the forest. As they waited for the effects to take hold, they chatted and laughed, basking in the warmth of the evening and the company of good friends.

But as the mushrooms began to work their magic, the four friends found themselves transported to a strange and wondrous realm beyond the veil of ordinary reality. The protagonist felt themselves being lifted off the ground, soaring through the air like a spacecraft traveling through an otherworldly atmosphere.

As they journeyed deeper into the realm of the mushrooms, the protagonist encountered a being unlike any they had ever encountered before. It was a massive moth-like creature, with shimmering wings spanning 50 feet or more, and thousands of flickering eyes that seemed to gaze into the very depths of the soul.

The creature seemed to be both alluring and menacing, tempting the protagonist to enter deeper into the trip, but also hinting at dangers and mysteries that lay beyond. Despite their fear, the protagonist eventually decided to embrace the journey, and as they did so, they felt themselves consumed by the being, losing consciousness and plunging into a world of darkness and mystery.

When they awoke, they found themselves back on the patio, surrounded by their friends. But they knew that they had been changed forever by the experiences they had encountered in the realm of the mushrooms. From that day on, they were filled with a sense of wonder and awe, and a desire to explore the mysteries of the universe and their own inner selves. The end

 

Art by techn0shaman

 

OM Reunion Summer Solstice SPORE Stage 2017 in VIRTUAL REALITY - JanusXR - JanusVR

 

techn0shaman on dissolving boundaries

 

techn0shaman reads from the Hermetica

 

morning glory uncle ott blooming in november 2020

these morning glories were grown by my husband Brent Peacock in 2020

 

November 4th Meditation Data

 

November 3rd Meditation Data

 

Why can't healthy people research psychedelics?

 

Why are plants illegal? Healthy people should have the right to research psychedelics and virtual reality but legislature is holding us scientists back

Original audio taken from: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d1aWj... 

background music is: Clear Water by Suduaya https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a-4-3...

How to start scientific testing of Psychedelics in Virtual Reality

 Jak rozpocząć naukowe testowanie psychedelików w wirtualnej rzeczywistości

 

Celestina Aurora Madry explains the fundamental basic method in which we could measure the effects of psychedelics in virtual reality device. 

Original Audio Recording taken from VRTO 2018 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d1aWj... 

Background music credit goes to: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wRbiO... 

We All Complete-28221 RACHEL PORTMAN Never Let Me Go [Original Motion Picture Soundtrack]

 

Art by Elftrance in the early third millenium

 

12.18.03

The Universe is very, very big. Meditate upon this.

06.20.04
Exploring mythic realms with Morning Star.

02.23.04
The fractal complexity of Nature is quite amazing.

01.11.04
The Mars Spirit expedition has sent back some dramatic pictures of the Red Planet.

artwork is created by

Matt Mazur (aka VJ Elfmaster) is a visual artist, animator, programmer, and space enthusiast living in Vancouver, BC. He's performed as VJ Elfmaster for 10 years at festivals across Canada, and has been teaching Galaxy Class for 6 years. His mission is to use art & education to teach humans about their galactic home and bring a wider perspective to the cultural dialogue on planet Earth. Besides galaxies, Matt's other interests include: elves, monkeys, UFOs, sword fighting & music festivals.

I upscaled B&W photos of Terence McKenna with Deep AI colorizer

 using https://deepai.org/machine-learning-model/colorizer

i was able to update the black and white image of Terence McKenna & The members of the ‘experiment’ at La Chorrera (1974)

- techn0shaman

psytrance & palm trees october 2020

 

Session 4: The Mind Palace - gunpigew

 

One of the first VR rooms technoshaman ever created circa. 2015

“Only psychos and shamans create their own reality”   - Terence McKenna  

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Fall, 2015.

“Hey..” a sheepish voice announced itself on the Ventrilo server. “I think this stuff is so cool. I want to learn how to make it.”

“It’s just HTML. Here’s a link to get started,” said the gruff words of a world builder, pasting a link to the W3schools website. Not exactly a welcoming statement--his models might have been crashing his system at the time, unsettling his mood. But he wasn’t wrong. It was indeed simple to make stuff.  

As the conversation grew, it was apparent that this newcomer had never made a simple website. A simple mastery of HTML was a basic skill that the cadre of JanusVR world builders took for granted. I had picked it up in college. My first student website was a blue sky background with annoying animated gif files, the required “under construction” banner and a wav file of the hamster dance playing on a loop--artistically contemporary for its time.

Over the next few months I would jump onto the Ventrilo server and hear a conversation in progress over the basics of HTML and polygon counts. My attention would divert to the latest webspace I was working on. I was glad someone was helping, but I had work to do, and web development wasn’t exactly my day job—I was in no position to tutor. The conversations were placed in the back of my mind like a distant office chat. Then there was a series of links pasted in the chat.  That was followed by urging from this person to check out what they’ve done.

Workspaces in JanusVR. A place to develop your works in progress before uploading.

I exited out of my VR workspace where I was going back and forth from Virtual Desktop editing locally before uploading my work. I made my way to the main portal and then to the lobby where a few other users were gathered. I clicked on the portal that had been created next to the fountain in the center of the room. When you would do this in JanusVR it would send a request to the server where the website was hosted to fetch the necessary data to build the space. Then it took some time to load the majority of it into memory, at least enough for you to enter and explore. The loading bar took a long time on this one, but I waited patiently. Eventually, a foyer came into view. In the center of it was a face that cycled through various colors almost like a neon sign. The walls were covered in bright animated gifs that looped eternally. The themes seemed to cover a gamut from natural awe, to spiritualism, to encouragement of taking psychedelics. Next to these were the author’s face in various decoration. To me it was alien. The gender was ambiguous. Remember, I’m a veteran, and my customers are typically church-going simulator operators and highly dependable, albeit, predictable and sober engineers.  My social circle wasn’t much different. I had stepped into a realm of the strange.  Like a drag dinner show I was surprised with for a birthday gag while on leave in San Francisco years back, I took this new experience just as light heartedly. I rounded the corner and saw a 3D model of a face scanned by pphotogrammetry rotating on a pedestal. The eyes were completely black with special contact lenses. The face was adorned with makeup and tattoos. This was most definitely someone I would never encounter in my sleepy seaside village in Florida.

Source: www.goodreads.com

I looked at every corner of this space. I even hit the hover button and floated around a bit to take in every meticulous detail that was added to this place. This was one of the reasons this room took so long to download and populate in VR. The other was that this novice had yet to learn the art of optimization to reduce bandwidth. As I ventured deeper into the snaking space, I saw other portals that were branching off into other webspaces. I held off investigating them until I reached the end of this space. Around a blind corner I saw a wall with a parental warning. Cleverly, the builder put a false wall there. The collision logic was turned off--you could pass right through it like a hologram. Oh. I’m intrigued. That’s a use of virtual space I hadn’t considered! Being at the end of the space, I went back to the beginning to investigate the portals. A few were dead links. They defaulted to the virtual equivalent of an “Error 404” Others were much larger in size than the central hub I had first entered. One was a large forest at night, with a campfire hidden among the trees. Around the campfire was a flying saucer and colorful pieces of art cycling through their animated gif textures. I worked my way through these webspaces, returning to the hub to open the next portal. I made it near the end of the hallway where there was a portal to what looked like a bar. I entered and found myself on a street in Toronto. The surroundings were a 360 photosphere. The building that was of interest was lined up with the photo. A staircase led down to a dance club that was industrial in theme. It was a faithful, but simple reproduction. Instead of a wall of liquor bottles behind a bar, a stock photo of a repeating pattern of bottles did the trick. The main impression that the size and orientation were mostly correct. As I walked through the empty venue, I saw pictures floating about showing people in full goth regalia. I imagined these were friends of the author. From the smiles, it seemed like they had some fun nights.

Descending the steps to Techn0’s favorite and no longer existing bar.

Upon returning to the main hub, I saw the author’s avatar. We greeted each other via the built in voice method in the world. Then we decided to switch to Ventrilo. While the in-world speech engine worked fine, it faded over distance as speech naturally would the further you stepped away. Not many people had the patience to traverse webspaces at human speeds.  Often you would only hear half a sentence before they would zoom out of sight. Ventrilo, which would later be replaced by Mumble, and eventually Discord, operated more like a satellite radio, allowing you to talk to anyone as long as they were in the same channel. It also had another purpose. If you have been reading this blog since the first post, I used a second computer for communication. JanusVR was prone to crashes, especially if you were like many users are using the bleeding edge build. You never knew what would kick it off. Adventuring into a new webspace was novel data for the engine to crunch on. Crashes were often expected.

 

This was the first trans person I had ever met. I confessed it was new territory for me, and that my brain might not have the plasticity to keep up with the pronouns. He said to use whatever I like, just to keep being nice about it. And so in this post, I’m going to do the same. I’m not stopping at transsexual. This person was transhumanist.  There were some concepts I felt were truly alien to me, but I was going to find that the use of immersive technology could convey information in a more direct way.

He went by the handle “techn0shaman”. The moniker fit the webspaces that he built. They were all mixtures of spirituality and technology; some of that technology being biological in nature. 

I showed him my webspaces that I had been building. They were mostly demonstrations of my JavaScript prowess--interactive places that showcased hand tracking. Others were exhibits for the services my work provided. Compared to the techn0shaman, my creations were steeped in utility and lacked the creativity and reflection he brought to bear.

Techn0 brought me to a very interesting webspace that forced you to contemplate. You entered on a shore where you had to cross a narrow bridge to an island. Haunting sounds of birds and monkeys made you feel you were in a deep jungle. On the island were images that were inspired by Hinduism and Buddhism. These icons led you up a ramp to a black pyramid. Inside the dome was a “ghost recording” of Techn0 pacing around the pyramid. Along the walls were more images, and among them was Techn0’s real name and his birthdate. He explained that this was a digital fragment of himself that will continue to live on in the metaverse as long as the data is hosted. I believe he used IPFS, a distributed method of cloud storage, to host the ghost recording, so it possibly could. Techn0 thought a lot about how he could be more than what limited him in his mortal coil. He entertained thoughts of the singularity, and augmenting his body with technology as it became available. This metaverse was just a first step.

Me admiring that instead of modeling a fish tank, Techn0 put four animated gifs on planes together.

Techn0shaman became one of the most prolific worldbuilders. I learned that he liked to hide content, usually in places that were tricks of the eye--a gap in a rock face camouflaged with repeating textures, for example. I eventually went behind the false wall hiding mature content--I admired his daring to share unabashedly. I also found a vent that wasn’t readily visible. If you flew up to the top of it you could find more portals to webspaces.  He had recreated his childhood home to scale. Photographs were placed exactly where they were taken, filling in the details. Smiling family faces looked back at me as I stood in a simple space. There was a dissonance growing in my mind. I wasn’t learning all the details about Techn0shaman as one would in memoir or biography. I was getting the feeling of his life, the sentiment. I started to know this person, at least what he was showing the world, very well. But it wasn’t a knowing of life events and history. It was attitude, fears, and hopes. This became evident to me as I stood on the balcony of his “someday” luxury hi-rise apartment in downtown Toronto.

This is the story of how VR brought together a transsexual woman from Toronto and a former special operations veteran from Florida to friendship. If Virtual Reality can achieve something like that, imagine what other chasms it could breach if used properly.   

written by gunpigew about techn0shaman - Jayelynn