Einstein’s Dream:

The Engineering of Lucid Dreams

I set my mind to it and began to register and collect all the sounds and sights around me as if they were tiny bits of sensory information that would culminate in my body and mind leading to the creation of an engineered conscious experience. It took me six days of doing this every chance I got and then it happened. I awoke kicking the lid off a coffin distinctly aware that I was in two places at one time. I knew without a shadow of a doubt that I was home in bed sleeping but I was also here acting and aware. I launched myself up out of the coffin knocking the lid to the ground off causing lots of noise. I did not startle in the least an old woman who stood waiting by the door with a most solemn look of longing. Next to her was a large slab of cement. Right next to and a bit below the slab of cement was a long shelf filled with jars of all different sizes. The jars were filled with opaque substances. It was dark and the only light coming into the tiny room came from the window where th...

I was pissed. I had just returned from my anthropology class. I frantically knocked on Einstein’s door. He unlocked it and let me in. I immediately launched myself into a tirade of thoughts and ideas - “Under no circumstances, at least not in my fricking world, is it acceptable to believe or to posit or to assert that early man was a genocidal maniac! Anthropologists’ assertion that homo sapiens wiped out homo Neanderthal over 40,000 years ago is completely unfounded, biased and utterly stupid especially in the light of the sheer contradiction of facts.” “What are the facts?” My tirade went on. I paced back and forth reiterating to Einstein that I had always had a deep problem with anthropologists’ assertion that we were much more intelligent than Neanderthals. I told him that I had always been interested in the origins of intelligence and was fascinated by the story of how humans evolved from apes. But I found the explanation of evolution to be riddled with flaws and believed that a...