I am "locked in," and type using a brain-computer interface.
After years of being alone, I learned how to "travel" at will, by leaving
my body (and ego, that's critical) behind.
In my travels, normal rules of time and space don't seem to apply.
When I discover something I cannot explain, I post it here...
I "type" by looking at a screen on which letters flash very quickly.
When my eyes see the letter I wish to type, my brain recognizes it,
and my brain interface spots my "aha" reaction. The letter pops up
on the screen. As you can imagine, this takes what an average person
would consider a very long time - about fifteen minutes for each of
these paragraphs. But time means nothing to me, and I find peace in
between each letter.
It wasn't always this way, of course. I spent years crying silently,
hating each tick of the clock and begging God to end my useless
existence. Little did I know, that was just Boot Camp, and Boot Camp
always sucks.
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