L.U.E. - An Anarchaotistic View

According to the accuracy of the humans that watch over the great and powerful oracle known to the world as Wikipedia...

"Information is a term with many meanings depending on context, but is as a rule closely related to such concepts as meaning, knowledge, instruction, communication, representation, and mental stimulus. Simply stated, information is a message received and understood. In terms of data, it can be defined as a collection of facts from which conclusions may be drawn. There are many other aspects of information since it is the knowledge acquired through study or experience or instruction. But overall, information is the result of processing, manipulating and organizing data in a way that adds to the knowledge of the person receiving it."
-http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Information

Information and human understanding and knowledge have been one of those things that always increases as time marches forward. Since the first theoretically simian ancestors developed a tool to beat the brains out of another (probably over the right to eat a magic mushroom or something), all the way to the Roman empire, the Renaissance, the Industrial Revolution, and so on until now. "Now" being whenever you happen to be reading these words on a page, at your currently perceived address in space/time.
One thing that has fascinated me since I don't know when, was the rate at which information increases over time. The amount of information collected by human kind always increases and, so far, so does the rate of that increase. Each time that human information doubles, it takes less time to double again. Much less.
No, seriously.
And furthermore, each time information doubles, humans have a knack for archiving, backing up, storing, and transferring it amongst themselves. It seems to come naturally, and the faster the doubling occurs, the more obsessed with spreading it we become. Look at viral video marketing on the internet, or that youtube clip that spread like wild fire in a wooden match stick factory. Information seems to behave like a virus with no cure, except willful ignorance, which is the kind of cure that kills the patient.
Information actually propagates it's own continued expansion, in a way, through increased human exposure to it. Personally, I hold to a concept that information itself is not increasing, just our perception of exposure to it, is. If you can theorize alternate dimensions of concepts and variables, either higher or lower than where we are right now, then you could speculate that information itself could be a 5th dimension. We're used to the concept of 3-D and depth perception, which is followed by time (4th dimensionality), which is followed by what I speculate is the 5th dimension. The realm of information.
Each dimension seems to be limited by dualism however. There are two main directions in reference to any concept of movement. You can move forward, or backward, but not both at the same time. Likewise with left and right, up and down. There's the first 3 dimensions.
The 4th is trickier, however, as we seem able to move in one direction only, forward in time. We can perceive that back in time exists as a concept, but we cannot point to it or get to it. By moving forward in time only, it seems safe to say that the species will be limited to only one mode of existence. That is to say that continued progress is inevitable. Perhaps part of this progress will be the knowledge of how to move in the other direction through time. I speculate that if a form of Time-Travel is ever invented, i will pave the way to a better understanding the realm of what information actually is. Let's just take it one dimension at a time, if you please, rather than speculating on 11 of them like String Theory does.
There were 3 distinctive influences on my mind that cultivated my notion that the 5th dimension is pure information. One was the over abundance of research into Terrence McKenna's "Novelty Theory" (Which was based off of a mathematical computer program called Timewave Zero) in which he speculates that the universe is a novelty conserving engine that, for the most part, propagates the further diversifying of all potential types of life and information storage. I listened to over 76 of his lectures and spoken word collections over the course of a year to ensure I actually understood what the hell he was saying, as he was a concise speaker, yet saturated with details.
This was followed very closely in my space/time locality by my exposure to Peter Carroll's Chaos Magic Theory, as well as his concepts of Pseudo Time and Shadow Time. In which the probable likelihood of an event occurring in the past or the future can be altered, by careful interaction with quantum waves, through an informational exchange system between events connected in space/time. This particular theory allows for interaction, through time, of any event regardless of whether it occurred or not. This CMT consists of five principles which explain a certain elasticity to the rules that seem to govern the universe, as well as how certain practices can violate these rules. This can be illustrated in his book "Liber Kaos", in which the symbol of Chaos is also a model of these 5 dimensions interacting. Fascinating stuff, although I feel the "Pseudo" and "Shadow" aspects of time are totally covered in my conception of the nature of the 4th dimension.
But I could be wrong, and only "time" can tell.

Get it?

The third influence on my conception of 5th dimensionality, took the form of a Dimethyltryptamine experience. Toward the end of it, I created a model of the universe using a Glossolalia that not only included curved space/time, but also contained every possible thing that could exist. Specifically it included every point in time that evolution hit a fork in the road, and the unexplored possibilities of every fork that could exist. In short, while I was tripping out on one of the most potent psychedelics in the world, I created a fractal model of all existence and non-existence. I'll speak more of that in the "Virtual Reality" sections.
As long as I bring up fractals, I should note at this point, that they are used extensively in concepts of "Information Doubling" as well as McKenna's "Timewave". If you had a line a foot long, and cut it in half, you would have two 6 inch lines. If they were cut in half, you would get four 3 inch lines, then eight 1.5 inch lines, and so on. Infinitely. You will never arrive at zero.
A similar principle is associated with Information Doubling, because of the rate at which it doubles. The knowledge doubles faster and faster, so it stands to reason that we shall eventually reach a point where the contents of human knowledge will double at the rate of minutes. Not centuries, not decades, not days, minutes. And even that will only last for the amount of time needed for it to become seconds. Until we reach a rate of constant bombardment of information so rapid that it cannot be measured, and calculating time itself will become meaningless.
As I write this, we are currently experiencing a rate of individual years, on the border of months. I have no doubt that time will be meaningless within the next few years of my lifetime. Probably around 2012, which was McKenna's guess before the Mayan calendar took over the spotlight of that year. But even the Mayan calendar says that it will be a time of great changes and a new incarnation of the Earth, so maybe they were onto something there.
This makes it extremely difficult to speculate what the world will look like in a few years, at this rate, but I get the impression it will be a kind of comedic chaos of events so ridiculously massive that we'll wind up losing our minds if we don't go with the flow. But then again, perhaps the experience of losing one's mind or going insane is the most liberating thing in the universe. I haven't tried it yet, so I couldn't say for certain. We shall have to see. But I will say, I get the giggles just speculating what will happen.
There are those that say artificial intelligence will be born in the internet by that point, others who say time travel will be invented which will end time concepts anyways. I've heard that we'll evolve into a symbiotic relationship with our technologies, or that overt and obvious forms of magic will return to the Earth, or that an alien god-figure will return to earth to pick up the true believers. Or the Rapture. Or we'll devolve. Or this, or that. On, and on, and on.
Personally, I feel that if the universe has any sense of progress at all in regard to evolution, then it would have to allow for all of these possibilities to happen. At the same time, if I can even use the word "time" anymore in this context. Space/Time Locality seems to be the best suited term I can think of, and even then it doesn't seem like enough to describe the sheer vastness of the concept of literally everything happening at once.
Apparently my mind is waiting at the evolutionary bell curve, for my mammalian body to catch up.
If everything that existed and everything that could exist did so at one moment, then concepts of reality would break down. Then concepts of "true" and "false" would break down next. And when nothing is true, everything becomes permitted.

"In the beginning was the Word,
and the Word was with God,
and the Word was God."
-The Gospel of John 1:1

Read closely and pay attention, for I will teach you a bit of magic. It is not magic in the sense that you'll shoot a fireball from your hands, or teleport yourself to work, or even understand the complexities of the tax system. Although with practice, anything is possible.
Rather, this magic is one of the first kinds to appear on this little planet, and is continuously practiced everyday by everyday people. This particular magic is so old, in fact, that most people do not even recognize it as magic anymore. It was originally a feat of skill that only the elite and trained could do, and they hid it's great power from the common people.
These priests, scribes, and royalty, would hide the power of this magic from the populace. Eventually this power was leaked to the everyday man. Yet the vast majority of the population can do it without thinking twice.
Ready? Let us begin.

Step One: Pick an alphabet. Any alphabet will do, so long as you understand it.
Step Two: Arrange letters so that they form a word, which relates to a willful intent, and a meaning that you want to be reality.
Step Three: Arrange multiple words so that they form a sentence, which is a more complex form of willful intent. and a more detailed form of a wished reality.
Step Four: Congratulations! Using the oldest form of magic, the written word, you have "spelled" your will into the physical world. You have cast a "spell".

While this example is an obnoxious play on words, I use it to describe an underlying problem in the world. That problem is the using of words to define reality, and it just doesn't seem to work for us anymore. Don't misunderstand, it does work, but only for those who would control it and use it as the power that it is. A majority of us do not attempt to define our personal reality around us, but rather, we let outside forces define reality for us. In this modern world, this old form of word magic is prevalent, and is used to manipulate and confuse a great deal of people into certain submissive behaviors.
Do you believe that you are really in control of your life? That you really have choices that allow for you to do whatever you choose? That you have any idea at all how the world around you works?
If you said "Yes" to any of the above, then I'd have to ask you if you are truly happy with all aspects of your life. Do you like having to work for someone else's dream, 40 hours a week? Or would you rather work toward your own dreams, 24/7/365 until death do you part? If you are not defining your own notion of reality, then you are working for someone else's.
We all do it, so stop beating yourself up about it, that isn't the point anyways.
The power of words influences us everyday. Some of us can use words to our own ends, such as getting across our ideas, but we ignore a very crucial aspect of word based magic spells. They can be used to control us.
In newspapers and magazines and the internet, the written word influences. In television and movies, the spoken word and visualized symbols do. This word based hypnosis permeates our unconscious mind, and influences the decisions we make in our everyday life, in effect distorting what we call "reality".
The Gospel of John, in the original Greek, uses "Logos" rather than "Word" to define this magic. In Greek, "Logos" simultaneously refers to "word, wisdom, or reason". But in this day and age, logo's usually refer to corporate and political symbols of affiliation. To buy a product based on "a neat looking" logo, you are willingly succumbing to the "wisdom" of a particular symbol over your life. In a different context, this is known as "brand loyalty" to consumers.
We might call it "manipulation", "hypnosis", "neural linguistic programming", or any number of other words that take away from what it once was.
And what it once was, was called "Magic", and it gave humans power to shape reality as they saw fit.
And we saw that it was good.

I was riding on a bus.
It's number was 15.
I had been obsessing over the number 23 recently, as well as the rules of 5's, and had also given myself into the Principa Discordian, as well as Eris, the Greek Goddess of discord.
Such fascinations had ruled my conscienceness for days.
I was sleep deprived from writing the previous night, and correcting the spell checker option on my word processor so that it understood or recognized words such as "Discordian"
Rules and regulations, it seemed, were everywhere. Under the guise of keeping the average person safe, it limited personal freedom.
The advertisements on the interior of the bus fell into two categories. The rules for the company that owned the bus, plastered all over the right side. And also the commercials for any given number of other products and services, all of which undoubtedly cost a fee of monetary compensation of services rendered. I have a tendancy to ignore the latter as they no longer have much sway over me.
But both categories, I noticed, were doing a funny thing with words. The words were arranged in a manner that I recognized from a prior research project. The words were arranged to have the maximum affect on the subliminal mind. In essence, they were hypnotic words.
The rules of the bus on one side were authoritarian dialects of neural linguistical programming. Similar to the programming on a persons television set, only less obvious in it's invasive tendencies. In fact, these words were so invasive that it could scarcely be recognized as an invasion at all.
On the surface of it, the rules seem not only like a good idea, but common sense.
"Don't threaten or intimidate riders or operators."
"Don't block the aisles or doors."
"Don't be so loud that you disturb others."
Really basic stuff. Common courtesy made into an authoritative rule that could be enforced if needed.
"No Smoking" always gives me a chuckle, because I am of the mindset that smoking near or around someone you don't know is akin to forcing your opinion down their throat. In that sense I can see smoking as rude.

The rules were all displayed with cheerful cartoon figures, who seemed to delight in their ability to dutifully follow the authority, rather than to be nice on their own. The kind of attitude that said to me "Thank god these rules are here to keep us all safe." as if the rules were any different from the 10 handed down to Moses on mount Sinai. The 10 commandments were not universally followed because they did not serve the personal interests of all the people who read them. People do ignore them regardless of what authority give its edict. Similar to how god went from a lower case "g" to an upper case, so has the word "authority" taken on a similar transformation, if more rudimentary of a linguistical shift. Rather than an abstract concept such as god, authority takes on a more specified generality, referring more to the concept of a company or a person having control over your actions. This more direct intervention has a more concrete ability to subject you to it's whim than some vague conceptualization of a deity.
The structure of the words was such that the observer was being a direct order or threat from the words themselves. A word being an intangible thing, the words might as well represent the word of a god or other authority, as they held the same force over the sub consciousness of the observer.
The rationalist might make the argument that they control their own actions, and they choose to follow the societal standards presented to them, and that would be fine if they themselves were making the choice. The choice was given to us by the capital "A" authority in the first place, so how can we naively believe we have any freedom at all, save the natural impulses we all feel but do not act upon?
I was distracted from my thought process by the conversation of two women riding the bus within ear shot of myself, and I began to listen.
"I don't get it," A pale blonde dressed in bright colors asked her riding companion, " How am I not thinking out side of a box? I'm not trapped by anything, am I?
Her companion, a similarly pale raven haired woman dressed all in black, responded after thinking for a moment.
"It's like the comic books you read," she began, " The characters are trapped in each panel and they never move. They will always repeat the same actions, and tell the same stories. They are the ones literally trapped in a box. They can't think beyond the box they are currently in, until they react to something happening in the next box. You're only as trapped by the box as you let yourself be."
The blonde pondered this for a few moments. She opened her mouth to say something, but shut it, seeming to reconsider whatever she was thinking.
The raven hair continued.
"Remember 9-11?" She began, "That was an example of reacting within a single frame, or several frames. Nobody thought outside the box in that moment, and grasped for the most reliable connection they could get a mental handle on. And you see how it was used to put up more rules and laws against us?"
The blonde looked very sad, "Yes, I remember how that was used against us."
Raven continued, "That's what compartmentalized thinking has earned us. If we stay inside the box, we are safe, but have no freedom to do what we want. I would rather be vulnerable and free, then safe and a slave."
The blonde responded with a jolt, "Yes. I see what you mean."

As my bus stop approached, I was very worried I would not overhear the end of this conversation. But I was not disappointed, as it reached a satisfactory conclusion as I stood up.
The blonde said, " So if I question everything to my own satisfaction, even the things I like, I am in a better position of making decisions for myself, instead of the ingrained learned responses I have internalized over time?"
I glanced over to them just in time to see the raven haired woman smile the most beautiful grin I had seen in recent memory.
"Exactly what I was trying to say, but you said it much better than I was thinking it."
As I exitted the bus, I got the impression that the universe had just taught me a valuable lesson, though I was just beginning to grok it.
I walked home, and remembered something.
There was a parable of a man praying to the Goddess Eris of Discord. Though a recent tale in terms of history, a parable all the same in my mind. He prayed long and hard, and she finally answered, through his FM radio. The music cut out and she said, "Yes?"
The man stammered and sang her praises.
"Oh Eris! Blessed Mother of Man! Queen of Chaos! Daughter of Discord! Concubine of Confusion! Oh, Exquisite Lady, I beseech you to lift a heavy burden from my heart."
With concern in her voice, she asked.
"What bothers you? You do not sound well."
He gathered himself and spoke.
"I am filled with fear and tormented with visions of pain. Everywhere people are hurting one another, the planet is rampant with injustices, whole societies plunder groups of their own people, mothers imprison sons, children die while brothers war. Woe is me."
Eris responded through the radio in an etheric voice.
"What is the matter with that? If it is what you want to do?"
He responded, angered, "But nobody wants this! Everyone hates it!"
Eris stops a moment, and proceeds to state the obvious.
"Oh. Well, then stop." At which point she turned into a radio commercial for Aspirin and left the man stranded alone with his species, to do exactly as they will, for better or worse.

Perhaps if we all took charge and responsibility of the world, we could be happier. It would be much easier if we just allowed the madmen to take us over and proclaim themselves gods among men, but we would have no control over our future.
I chose at that moment, when I left the bus, that I would do what I wanted to do to make this world a better place.

You have just seen the first example of what I will do. I was given an inquisitive mind, and talent in many regards, I intend to use them. Not for conquest or for popularity, but to inspire others to do even better than myself.
I dare you to do better than the best people in our species history, assuming our history is real at all.
When nothing is real, everything is possible.

Today I had what has been come to known as "one of those days".
I spent the past few days indulging my fiendish compulsion for information. When I come into one of these periods, it is usually followed by a long time of depression. However this time, I have decided to try something different. I will try to laugh it off.
In the immortal words of my mentor, Yoda, "Do or do not, there is no "try"."
I will laugh it off.
The power of laughter is an often misunderstood concept, because laughter results from various many different causes. You could despair, and yet laugh, to dispel the power that despair has over you. You could do something truly horrific, and yet laugh as a madman psychopath who doesn't "get it" and achieve the same result.
That result seems to be relief.
Today I came to several sad realizations. Each time I felt myself falling into depression, I would have to force myself into doing something fun and silly, to counteract it. Many perverted jokes came to mind, and silly practical jokes occured to me, as I attempted to hold back my seasonal depression.
It worked well, but I had to force it.

I found out today that a documentary I loved, was in fact, financed by the Rockefeller family. Given their penchant for less than benevolent ideals, I was surprised to be suckered so far. The "Zeitgeist" movie scenario sounded great, but I didn't see how it would affect myself and loved ones along the Rockefeller agenda's.

Until today.

It hit me like a brick.

Up until today, I never saw the movie "Logan's Run" as a bad thing, per se. But when I began to connect the dots between our own society, and how it was heading toward such a "sci-fi/dystopian" one, I began to panic for a few hours.

But I've seen better.
Mark Pesce's film "Becoming Transhuman" often times sets things in a grander perspective for me, and helps me realize that we are all participating in a grander universal sceme of things.

As often as things seem hopeless in the world, the works of Terrence McKenna and Mark Pesce make me feel more "normal". As if there is nothing wrong with me, just that the rest of the planet is still figuring something out.

Not that I'm holding a superiority complex, as I still have a great deal to learn, but they just put things into a perspective that is greater than any "New World Order" that Bush Senior or Junior could dream up.

Sure they control the money, sure they control the economy and bailouts. But the idea of pure information is not good, nor evil. It simply IS. And that's my idea of the divine.

Someday, I hope we all acheive it.

Those not familiar with my work may consult: http://portland.indymedia.org/en/static/pdxradio.shtml
Under the headings of " Chaotic Shark" and "Radio KAOS" you may hear my very old recordings of subversive banter.
I used to banter about whatever I felt was appropriate at the time. And while outdated, it is a chronology of how I started working in internet radio through indymedia.

It started as such. I worked at a grocery store. I was a popular figure there, and was encouraged to let my inspiration flow into the "real" world. So I began to conduct the closing pages, to let the customers know that the store was closing. This led to my coworkers and customers alerting me that my voice was better than most of the voices that they heard on mainstream radio. Over time, they began to encourage me to particip8 in "real" radio broadcasting. I settled for Portland Indymedia broadcasting, as I knew people involved.

It was the summer of 2004, and they were happy to have a person of my personality to conduct a show. So I did. It was very rudimentary, but I enjoyed it. I was a DJ, finally. And I was not held to any responsibility, what so ever. I could finally say what I felt, but I was still stuck in a left/right paradigm. It took several years before I would discover that there was no difference. It took years before I knew that there were no differences between Republican and Democrat, save the few isolated instances where one rose atop the other.

Democrat versus Republican. Such a twisted wheel. Left versus Right. Two sides of the same twisted coin. The Republicans tell you the truth to directly show how they will screw you over. While the Democrats twist the truth, to indirectly screw you over.

So will you accept being screwed over, or will you accept a more subversive act of control? Is it better to have the human boot on a human face, or is it better to think for oneself, and deal with anything you come across?

I was against apathy from a very young age. And here I am, 10 years later, and nothing has changed.

The American public has been an apathetic mass for more years than I care to mention. And now that we are starting to wake up, we are fighting against each other. We do not seem capable of agreeing on anything. Even when it is in our own best interest.

I proclaim.
Neo-nazi's, come together and join Hippies.
You both want to say what you want. And free speech allows you that. So save free speech, and you can both have your say.
Communists and Democrats, come together! You can both mutually co-exist. Because any ideology can come together with any other, until we reach a concusses.

We may not agree. But that is not what dictates our survival. It is our ability to work together despite our differences that makes us powerful.

Do you want to be a part of the powerful party?
Then appreciate your fellow man and woman.

Know that you are only part of a whole.
We are all a part of the same Matrix.

And if we don't work together, we are all doomed.

A coworker once asked me what superpower I would I want if I could choose. She had received responses such as super-healing, telepathy, laser beam eyes, and the like. She knew I was nerdy enough to have given this thought , and wanted to know my choice. I asked if I had to pick one that already existed in a comic, or if I could make up one. She encouraged creativity, so I cast my mind back to the last piece of speculative science I had been researching and came up with this response.
I would appreciate being able to create a Nano-Electric Stratospheric Cloud of Arrow-Gel directly above me, allowing me access to all information within a 16 block radius. What I got from her then was a blank stare. The reply came after a long pause, "You're such a nerd", before the request to explain it in further detail.

Nano-electric Arrow-gel.
It's a conceptualized substance with the consistency of soap suds with nano-circuitry grown all over it. It moves about the stratosphere and uploads conciseness into itself, in order to migrate the consciousness of a species through an upload. Up in the stratosphere there's enough ambient energy flow to keep the Arrow Gel flowing around the planet like the jet-stream and keep the electricity going through static-electricity to keep these nano-modems going over time. Allowing for humanity to transfer itself into a more Gaian state of being through the inclusion of Virtual Reality interface to keep our minds occupied through day to day living. This would allow us, as a species, to integrate with a world wide consciousness. Computers and internet connectivity would be a thing of the past. This would replace it.
On the ground, we would live as our ancient ancestors did, nomadically. We would gather food, and construct shelters, and take care of each other throughout our lives. Whenever boredom sets in, we shut our eyes, and jack into the global mainframe. Within the global mainframe, we could simulate any and all states of being, through its index. I view this as a kind of technologically assisted Dreamtime on a global scale.

This scenario was constructed by Terrence McKenna during a psilocybin mushroom trip, in which he sat staring into the night sky having a "discussion" with the mushroom.
This was back in 1997, before the internet was as all-encompassing as it is now, but back then he described something that seems like a not so-distant possibility from my perspective.
I just got done listening to a series of his lectures entitled "Technopaganism at the End of History" in which he and Marc Pesce talk about how virtual reality may invertantly lead to an "archaic revival" in our species, but on a more advanced technological level.
The argument goes something like this:
We continue to evolve, and increase our complexity as a species, until our current patterns of behavior are too hazordous to ourselves, and we hit the reset button. This reset button activates a mainframe of some comic source, which backs up the data and sets a developing species back a few hundred thousand years. But only in regards to their physical interaction with their environment, their consciousness would be advanced as it is today, or more so. The "Archaic Revival" argument states that as our world and our lives grow ever more complex and fraught with confusion, the mental state of the average person casts itself back through the genetic memory in search of the last sane moment humanity knew, which exists back in ancient shamanic cultures. The Archaic Revival shows itself in pop culture with a renewed interest in tattoos, body piercing, and other forms of self-expression that were once used in ritualized societies.

This goes hand in hand with Peter J. Carroll's model of Psychohistory in which he shows the ebb and flow of aeonic paradigms. In this he argues the cyclical pattern of paradigms over time in relation to how humans view the universe around them. Starting from the aeon of the shamanic, he illustrates how magical paradigms rule for a period of time in history, up until the Transcendental paradigm takes over which gave birth to the religious aeon. After the height of the transcendental, the materialistic paradigm ramps up to start off the aeon of the Rationalist, which we are currently experiencing. The ideas of the rationalist are widespread with the advent of the industrial revolution, which started the need to explain everything within a Newtonian/Mechanical model of the universe. Modern science was born, and all the dogma it contained was carried over from the previous aeon. I say dogma only in the sense that if something cannot be proven by science, it cannot exist by established scientific authorities. This goes right along with monotheism of the religious aeon, where one deity ruled over all others through the control of popular opinion.
Following this ebb and flow of a trilogy of paradigms in Peter Carroll's model, we see that there is a repeating pattern. When one paradigm is at its height the other two are alternately ramping up, or decaying, in popularity. If this model has any basis in reality, then it suggests we are about to begin another paradigm shift, into the magical and shamanic once more. Considering our current perception of a world dominance and dominator culture through technology, I would take a guess that our technology will begin to reflect a more integration of humanity with a Gain model of chnscienceness, and competition and domination over each other will begin to fade over the next few years.
The Religious and Rationalist aeons will come back eventually, but it will be in a completely different form, and several hundred years from now. Now is when we embark on a Shamanic aeon that works with the new technologies, rather than technologies working for the will of the materialist paradigm.

I've found that as I watch the evolution of technologies around the world and the development of theories in the field of quantum physics, that not only is this a possible future, it seems a likely one. We have such a negative association with advancements of technology to cyborg status, but if one were to examine the definition of cyborg, we've been this way all of our modern lives.
Cyborg: A human who has certain physiological processes aided or controlled by mechanical or electronic devices.
Given this definition, humanity has been a cyborg population ever since the cotton gin was used on a mass scale. And we've been accelerating this tendency ever since.
The Borg villains from the Star Trek series are a dominator culture paradigm version of advanced cyborgs, pushing their will upon others in their march for perfection. It need not be that way, and I dare say it will not, as we leave behind the ideas of competition in the next aeon. We're ready to be explorers of the universe, and to leave behind the funk of an obsolete aeon. The competitive nature of capitalism seems more and more juvenile the more widespread information becomes. Fighting amongst ourselves is getting to be boring, and we all feel the need for something new, even if we don't know what it is. I hypothesize this feeling is a mental preparation mechanism for the paradigm shift that's to come.

So not only did I pick a "super power" that is useful to my personal mission of gaining information, but from my perspective is likely to happen in my lifetime for more people than just myself. And if the McKenna/Pesce predictions of virtual realities being a method of interaction with information, then all the other superpowers are possible too. Given the right interactions and perceptions as we head into this paradigm shift, anything can be possible.

There comes a time in an individuals life when they see something.

It could be a book that moves them. It could be a movie, or the nightly news. It could be the actions of another human, or something found from within. It could be an animal never seen, or a piece of technology. It could be a found connection between two ideas they never saw before. It could be something that defies explanation.

Whatever it may be, it changes the viewer, and it changes them forever.
Whether this change is for better or worse, is an entirely subjective argument. The point is that it changes them, and they will never view their reality the same way again.

They can try to rationalize it. Try to search for meaning in what they have seen. Look further for the "why" in their experience. Whether it's there or not, they search. Whether they find it, or not, they search. They search, and then, they re-search.

Once they have seen, they can never turn their back on it. They can never pretend it doesn't exist. No matter how much they want to look away, and no matter who else wants them to. No matter how much easier it is to "go along to get along" they choose a harder path because it is more truthful to them. A truth they cannot ignore. They do not continue to look just because they can, or they are allowed to, but because they are compelled to.

Like a phoenix rising from the ashes, they are re-born into a new person, and they leave their old self behind. Or perhaps a serpent, shedding the old skin for the new, becoming more true to themselves over time.

Beyond all stretches of the imagination, they are compelled by something bigger than themselves.

They are compelled.
That is why they do what they do.

This is why I do all that I do.
Because I saw something, and I am compelled to.