Inside the Mind of God

301064_255562487823605_100001095684627_721467_1606959751_nWhat if we were living in a simulation reality, a grand experiment, where we were the avatars, much like in the 1999 movie, The Matrix?

What if the Mind of God, often referred to as “Source,” was really the Source Code for the intelligent programming behind this holodeck reality?

The penultimate question is whether our world is real or just “an illusion,” as the ancient philosopher Plato speculated. We may never know.

While this entire concept may sound like science fiction, some physicists and scientists are now saying that the premise might actually be true. We could very well be living in a computer simulated world and the reality we experience may be part of an “ancestral simulation,” a virtual recreation of humanity’s past. They postulate that a future humanity may be facing death and/or a dying world, forcing scientists to create our world as a massive diagnostic test to find out what went wrong in an attempt to fix or avert it, which could cause multiple timelines.

Our every memory could have been generated by banks of supercomputers, a theory first proposed by Oxford philosopher, Nick Bostrom. Bostrom argues that we have to conclude one of three things is true. “Either humans or human-like species become extinct before they achieve simulation-producing technology, or ‘post-human’ civilizations have little interest in making or using this technology, or we ourselves are probably part of a simulation.”

When I first read this, I eerily recalled a strange experience I had back in my late 30’s while undergoing a dental procedure using nitrous oxide gas. The incident is documented in P.M.H. Atwater’s 1995 book, Future Memory (p.17-18).

“As the dentist worked on my nerve-exposed tooth, I felt and saw in my mind’s eye an intense energy pattern swirling inside my head in synchronicity with the action of the drill. I suddenly knew what the dentist’s next words to me would be, how many beats of a second he would pause in between his words, and what his precise actions would be as he spoke. Then, to my amazement, he did exactly as I had anticipated.

“I said to myself, ‘Now his assistant will say and do such and such next,’ and she did. A deep knowing came over me. A knowing that in this particular reality we are all actors acting out our pre-assigned roles and that the play is a long-running story with continuous performances. We are destined to repeat the same sequences in our lives over and over again while knowing it, and we have agreed as a collective to this continuous experience.

‘No I can change it. I can stop the pattern,’ I shouted in my mind. So I forced myself to say aloud the most outrageous thing I could think of to the dentist, something totally out of context. The second after I did, I knew I had spoken those very same words before in the same situation with the same response from the dentist. Even my deviation was part of the scripted role. There were no surprises. Everyone already knew everyone else’s lines. In this nitrous oxide induced state, I asked myself why we do it then? The answer was that inhabitants in this particular reality learn from constant repetition and reinforcement.

“During this experience I remember receiving pictures and impressions regarding my dentist and his role on Earth. I saw the sadness in his life and the problems he was facing with his children. I had great compassion for him, even though I barely knew him or even if he had children.”

Within the experience I saw myself, likened to a cell, residing inside this huge body politic, whose identity in place and time I did not know. Each cell (or being) knew its function and role within the body and contributed information to its operation and survival. I felt like I was part of the operating system inside some giant intelligent design—egoless, like a worker bee serving its queen.

I’m not sure how much the nitrous oxide contributed to the experience, or the aftereffects, but I was severely depressed for three days following the dental procedure. I had no prior history of depression, but having learned what I perceived, at the time, to be the true reality of human existence, came as a traumatic shock. I realized that if I embraced what I knew, it could color my entire life and make it seem futile. By the third day, something kicked in and the memory of what I’d seen and experienced, seemed to be short-circuited. I suddenly felt happy and hopeful again. I could still recall the experience, but it no longer held any emotional charge. I wasn’t sure why.

Nick Bostrom actually addressed a problem, such as mine, in his simulation argument: ‘Should any errormatrix [in the program] occur, the director could easily edit the states of any brains that have become aware of an anomaly before it spoils the simulation. Alternatively, the director could skip back a few seconds and rerun the experiment in a way that avoids the problem.’

Bostrom’s idea is that the whole Universe is a simulation, not just humanity. Every aspect of human life is part of the code, including our minds and interactions with the non-sentient parts of the program. He proposes that the beings, which run this simulation, might be as fake as we are. There may be multiple layers of simulation before it gets to the one true program creator. “The post-humans running our simulation are themselves simulated beings; and their creators, in turn, may also be simulated beings. There may be room for a large number of levels of reality, and the number could be increasing over time.”

If we do live in a simulated reality, the laws governing it may be different from its programmer(s). Scientists generate models all the time that don’t correspond directly to the real world but help refine our theories. And if such a simulation is an imperfect emulation, there might be places where the computer code shows its presence. If the Universe is a numerical simulation similar to those run by modern nuclear physicists, then there might be a point where the program’s necessary simplifications are at odds with the predictions of fundamental physics.

Everything in the universe is quantifiable in some way. Even life is quantifiable, despite medicine’s long reputation as an “inexact science.” The Human Genome Project, which sequenced the chemical base pairs that make up human DNA, was solved using computers. All the secrets of the universe are solved using math. In fact, we can explain the universe better using math than we can with words.

During my own near-death experience (NDE) in 2003, I learned that everything in the universe has a mathematical signature and everything can be broken down to binary code (0+1), the language of the universe. This is the underlying premise behind the Trinfinity8 technology I developed. The concept of informational healing and math being at its core, was something I had no knowledge of prior to my light at the end of the tunnel experience.

People have long exchanged ideas of God as the master mathematician of the world. Some imagine a white-haired bearded man presiding over some heavenly realm, but simulation theory says that God may instead be some geeky, perhaps even genius, programmer hunched over a keyboard. A programmer can create worlds out of simple binary and even encode us with the desire to religiously worship the program’s creator.

Piso-13In the movie, The Matrix, the world is simulated but conscious minds are not. In Bostrom’s simulations, biological human beings with human brains interface with the simulated world. Human consciousness is just another figment of the simulation. An advanced civilization with sufficient computing power to pull this off would be classified as “posthuman.”

The virtual universe within a universe video game, No Man’s Sky, was created using a mathematical algorithm, as was the creation of the program’s avatars. Everything consists of a number. Throughout No Man’s Sky is the use of fractal geometry—repeating patterns that manifest similarly at every level of magnification, just as we see in nature all around us–even inside the human body. We reside in a fractal universe. We are all fractals of God, and a product of the Mind of God. Or, as some might say— our “Source” code programmer. 

If this is true, I can’t help but wonder if its “Open Source” code, meaning the coding has been created as amind-upload collaborative effort in which other programmers can improve upon the code. Perhaps, on a higher spiritual level, we are all the real programmers in this experiment.

If so, we might question why we didn’t create a perfect simulated reality to live in—a virtual paradise. From my dental experience discovery, the answer is that nothing is truly learned or resolved without repetition and conflict. Perhaps our creator(s) want to see how much we can learn and evolve on this planetary civilization with a host of obstacles—like some complex level video game.

Rich Terrile, director of the Centre for Evolutionary Computation and Automated Design at NASA’s Jet Propulsion Laboratory, has also spoken out about digital simulation:

“Right now the fastest NASA supercomputers are cranking away at about double the speed of the human brain. If you make a simple calculation using Moore’s Law [which roughly claims computers double in power every two years], you’ll find that these supercomputers, inside of a decade, will have the ability to compute an entire human lifetime of 80 years – including every thought ever conceived during that lifetime – in the span of a month.

“In quantum mechanics, particles do not have a definite state unless they’re being observed. Many theorists have spent a lot of time trying to figure out how you explain this. One explanation is that we’re living within a simulation, seeing what we need to see when we need to see it.”

This brings up a host of questions. Could other planets and/or civilizations also be a part of this simulation, or would this strain computational capacity issues? Are they a part of another simulation where they are barred from openly interacting in our world simulation unless, of course, they were programmed to be the observers of this simulation creating another level of existential and cosmic conflict?

According to U.S. theoretical cosmologist Michael Turner, the idea that our Universe is a fiction generated by computer code may solve a number of inconsistencies and mysteries about the cosmos—like the role of Dark Matter.

Dark Matter is one of many hypothetical materials used to explain a number of anomalies in the Standard Model—the all-encompassing theory science has used to explain the particles and forces of nature for the last 50 years. The still unproven existence of Dark Matter could be better explained by a virtual universe.

final-god-particle-for-postingWhen scientists at The Hadron Super Collider at CERN discovered, then observed the “god particle” (referred to as the “Higgs Boson”), they were quite surprised to find it had no mass. All small sub-atomic particles have mass, which means they have weight. If the particle weighs nothing than it equals zero. Some would suggest that this means the universe, as we know it, is not real. It must be either a thought-form in the Mind of God, or perhaps a piece of programming software which assigns an arbitrary value to everything.

While we may never have definitive answers to the reality we live in, it does open us to the vast mysteries surrounding our true origins and purpose. Whether our reality is real or simulated, either way we, as infinite souls, have decided to participate in this grand learning experiment called  Life.

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Dr. Kathy Forti is a clinical psychologist, inventor of the Trinfinity8 technology, and author of the book, Fractals of God

In Search of the LIBRARY of TRUTH

truthMany years ago a therapy client of mine, who had experienced a near-death experience in a horrific car crash, told me that she found herself in another dimension where she visited a place where information resided on every soul ever born or any event that had ever taken place. “Like a Library of Truth?” I asked. “Yes,” she confirmed. “I hated to leave,” she admitted. “I could have spent lifetimes there finding truthful answers to all my questions.”

There were no lies in this place, nor spin on the facts. She learned things about her own life as well as being able to access information on Earth history. While many may be familiar with the premise of an otherworldly depository of wisdom, known as the Akashic Records or Book of Life, the thought of spending time in such a place really intrigued me. Needless to say, I never forgot that particular conversation.

In fact, the conversation would later plant the seed for the 12-episode STACKS web series I wrote and produced for fun in 2010 with some of my movie industry friends (Watch it Here). I always thought the premise would make for a wonderful TV series or movie. Wouldn’t we all like to find the portal into a Library of Truth?

Currently, we live in times where the “Truth Movement” is growing. “Truthers,” as they call themselves, are demanding NO MORE LIES from government, industry, church and, well everyone and everything out there that has tried to suppress the truth and forever keep the populace in the dark. Knowledge is power and those who deceive are scared to death of the masses becoming enlightened. They will stop at nothing to destroy the whistleblowers and purveyors of truth.

“Truth is Treason in the Empire of Lies.”—George Orwell

Man’s Search for Truth is intrinsic. It is hardwired into his soul and psyche, because with it comes understanding and growth. If one man’s truth might be another man’s folly, how do we know what is really truth? In answering such philosophical questions, we might get caught up in the illusion of how things appear in order to arrive at an answer. However, appearances can be deceiving. We might see things only as we want to see them based on preconceived beliefs. We may go along with what the majority says is true, never coming close to the truth. Fifty-one percent of a group can easily reach a wrong conclusion. We see it happen in science and medicine all the time.

Truth, like knowledge, is difficult to define. It resides in the realm of metaphysics and the study of what is real. The paths to seeking truth are numerous and sometimes elusive. Universal truths transcend cultures and individual preferences—like physical death. We all know we will eventually die. It’s an absolute truth. Then there are spiritual truths (e.g. we are all spiritual beings on a human journey; our souls never die; love is all there is). The entire subject of what truth is and what truth means to each and every one of us has plagued philosophers for centuries.

We can always fantasize about living in a more evolved world where there is nothing BUT truth. If you were to envision yourself journeying to the Library of Truth, what would you seek after finding the book on your own life? I would take out the book on the true origin of mankind, the true origins of life and the911truth4peace3 cosmos, the Book on the Divine Plan which would probably cover it all. And somewhere in there is a Book of Complete Wisdom just waiting to be opened.

Okay, for sheer curiosity sake, I would definitely check out who the real culprits were behind 9/11, the Kennedy assassination, and other nefarious and sinister plots  and coverups in history—if only to confirm my existing suspicions. When you are thirsty for knowledge, truth is unlimited.

But perhaps in this other dimension, one already has an all-knowing of this information and it matters not. Maybe the Library of Truth is just there for reference validation as mankind’s depository of his educational soul journey—like some celestial parent who keeps a record of every aspect of their child’s progress and development.

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Dr. Kathy Forti is a clinical psychologist, inventor of the Trinfinity8 technology, and author of the book, Fractals of God

Afterlife Communication from Loved Ones

afterlife2My family, weird as it sounds,  likes to contact us from the other side through music boxes and clocks.  It started with my father back in 2003, when shortly after he died a regulator clock in the living room (which was never wound) would go off at odd times when we were all together.  The pendulum on the regulator would swing back and forth as it rang.  The first time it happened it freaked out a few family members, but then we came to accept that it was my Dad’s way of communicating he was still with us in spirit.  When my mother died the next year, not to be outdone by my father (they were very competitive), she picked a glass globe clock and would make it spin and spin and spin.  This clock was never wound either.  Way to go, Mom!

Then one day at my Aunt Jo’s house, my mother moved on and started manipulating my aunt’s music box collection.  There were three of us who witnessed and heard the music box playing in the evening, myself included.  It certainly got our attention.   It played a tune for a few seconds, stopped, then started again 10 minutes later.  When my aunt went over to it to point out that it was the one my mother had given her, it started playing again immediately.  She hadn’t even touched it.  So we knew when this happened several more times, that it was my mother’s way of saying hello.  Interestingly enough, it would only happen when I was visiting my Aunt Jo.

This past week my dearly loved Aunt Jo passed away at the age of 90 in Chicago.  We gave her a grand send off, as she would have liked.  She was active in a few octogenarian women’s clubs, and the 80-90 years still living showed up en mass.  They told me afterwards it was the best funeral they had ever been to, and these days, for them, they should know since each month they were going to several as their generation quickly dwindled.

Some of you may remember me mentioning my favorite Aunt Jo in my book Fractals of God or featured in one of my prior blogs: The Simple Secret to Longevity.  She was quite a character—both feisty and spunky.  And she was fascinated with my stories of death and dying and multidimensional travel.  A week before she died she asked me if dying was like falling asleep–sort of like a brief moment of unconsciousness.  “Yes,” I told her.  “Only you wake up in another dimension.”

Days before she died I had been visiting my Aunt Jo in Chicago while being in town to give a talk at Evanston Hospital for the Chicago chapter of the International Association of Near Death Studies (IANDS).  Two days after I left, she suddenly went into the hospital and my cousin told me she might not make it.  A few hours later I got the strong urge to sit down and meditate.  As I did, I saw her approach a luminous tunnel of light, still holding her cane.  My father, her only brother, came to meet her and he looked like a man in his early 20’s.  He greeted her with, “Hey there carrot top.”  (She was a redhead.)  I have no idea if he ever called her this, but her eyes grew wide with recognition and amazement when she saw him.  “Is that really you, Roy?” she asked.  “Who else would it be,” he answered, finding this somehow amusing. “C’mon” he said to her.  “Let’s go.”

I saw she still had her cane in her hand, and I sent her the thought that she didn’t need it any more.  And that’s when she dropped it and morphed into a younger version of herself.  It was stunningly beautiful.  She glanced back over her shoulder, nodded to me one last time, and then was gone.  I waited to get the call that she had passed.  Fifty minutes later in the Hospital’s ICU, her heart and vitals stopped.  They declared her officially dead, yet I knew her spirit had already left some time prior to that.

Hours later, back at her house, her music boxes were dinging for about two hours straight, then randomly on and off.  My sister, Chris, was there to witness it and she knewEVPimage immediately what it meant.  The family sign had been given.  I am still with you.  The next day I flew back to Chicago.  The night of her wake, she woke us up at 4:45 AM with a full rendition of Lara’s theme from Dr. Zhivago playing on a small wooden music box.  My brother, who had also arrived in from Panama, wasn’t sure if it was my mother or my aunt making all the music.

“Ding once for Aunt Jo,” he said aloud. “Ding twice for Mom, and three times for Dad.”  Ten minutes later there was a loud singular ding.  Message received.  I took the Lara’s theme music box home with me.  So far it’s been quiet.  Must feel strange in a new environment.  But I’m sure sooner or later it will start playing again.

The deceased attempt to communicate with us all the time.  The key is to remain open to hearing from them.  Unfortunately, many of us are not tuned-in to what a friend of mine calls “Channel D” (D for dead).  Instead they have to resort to manipulating our environment to signal us their intent, like through music boxes.   In order to speak directly or communicate telepathically with the deceased, who are vibrating at a higher frequency than on this physical plane, we must be in a place where we’re also vibrating at a frequency whereby our energies are accessible to them.  Mediums and psychics seem to be more adept at doing this.

Interestingly, music is one of the most common ways (and they say the easiest) for loved ones to use to communicate with.  Sound and music are a carrier wave between the dimensions since it contains higher frequencies.  People have reported hearing music playing when no TV, radio, or sound equipment is on.  It’s an amazing thing to experience.  Rest in Peace Aunt Jo–but please keep those communications coming!

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Dr. Kathy Forti is a clinical psychologist, inventor of the Trinfinity8 technology, and author of the book, Fractals of God: A Psychologist’s Near-Death Experience and Journeys Into the Mystical