Modern Prophecy

2012 is over without event on a major scale, and it looks like the digital age is finally here. Nostradamus' prophecies may have been diluted through years of corruption, but hey, nobody's complaining. Some of it was (sadly) much anticipated stuff. 

This very small world we live in is a bundle full of teeming surprises, really. And i'm not talking about the iPhone 6. How about teleportation? Foldable OLED televisions. The 3d printers, real time optical camouflaging systems. The Large Hadron Collider. Think Bionic organs and lab-created meat - something that even the (now-fashionable) geeks would have trouble wrapping their minds around.  

When was the last time something gave you a sense of deja vu? A feeling you've been in this fantastic situation before, palpably real yet with an unmistakable sense of being a manufactured reality. A sense of blending with dream and existing actuality. Let me tell you, there is a high probability that it was a couple of years, or even months ago.. in a cinema hall. 

A generation will know what i'm talking about. Before the advent of the internet, (which, by the way - is really a grenade with information used as the explosive) - convincing alternate realities immortalized in comics and movies were probably the only 'organic' mind stimulants for the masses. It was simpler then. Most got to watch the already-set up stage we were born into. But a select few got to set up a stage themselves, and thus chisel the future - in the minds of their impressionable audiences - the good old creative folks.

1991 - Terminator 2: Judgement Day. The machines gain sentience - a reality not many would have anticipated to manifest. But here's the fun part - not only the technology that was imagined, but the events leading up to the development of such technology have somehow all fallen into place like a giant jigsaw puzzle with major world events serving as a backdrop, even as increasingly imaginative works of fiction continue to 'inspire' the mass-cultured population. 

How was this possible? Because those who thought ahead of their time, thankfully, managed to film it (or make a game out of it) as well. On further exploration of this phenomena, you might come to understand that the impact of the movies on the real world can be seen now in one of two ways. As mere cause and effect, or in retrospect - as Modern Prophecy.

Becoming one's own cell

Imagine if we could be our own cell. We would be 1 dimensional beings, unaware of where we are suspended and what we are doing. Slowly we would evolve into different types of cells, multiply all along happily, eating, breathing and just being blissfully unaware of our real 'body'. We would in the process do countless arbitrary tasks and actions without knowing the 'reason' behind it. We would swim along like fish in the primordial soup of human viscera. All's not well though, because of course there would be death. And obviously there are those 'bad' cells that refuse to go along with the whole thing and suffer and die in the process. Well of course for reasons unknown to their 1 dimensional selves. Perhaps the guy took a beating! The ones who 'evolve', of course, would go on to multiply into various cells of their own choosing (yes that sounds ridiculous but its true) and go on to their respective professions as blood cell, nerve cell, skin cell, dick cell?

The stomach cells get to meet the 'outsiders' first. They kill them off, happily boiling them into primordial soup and passing it on for reasons oblivious to them. Sometimes these outsiders give them a pleasant high, or burning revenge depending on the food the guy eats.
I guess its tough work being a kidney cell. Or a liver cell. Hard work, filtering all these outsiders, all the while grumpily fretting about this unknown intrusion.

Some of these cells would go off to the most interesting profession (for the smart ones?), being a brain cell. And these brain cells would grow into 'the brain' and go on with their usual neuron connecting machine-work.
Well then they discovered, they all communicate through this strange 'medium' (which we humans call electricity).

Some cells, they say, would even wonder about their own existence. Go into denial, and start taking charge.
Not everyone gets along nice you see. They want to do their own thing. Then the guy gets 'cancer' of course.

But cell-life goes on nicely, with its amazing reactions, cells splitting into daugter and mother cells, mass deaths, sacrificing life to clot blood, hunting bacteria and engaging in a little phagocytosis for fun.

What if they all found out one day, that they all belong to the same 'dude'? That they were all dependent on each other? fed each other? played with each other? killed each other? hell, even ended up being each other. Sadly they don't. Not surprising cause the stupid man to whom they belong to cannot realise it either. That he is one stupid cell in some big-assed being.

I think they call him God..