Angela Miguel's video: 2045 - Amor m o si muero y t no mueres -

Ernest Hemingway For Whom the Bell Tolls Thou wilt go now, rabbit. But I go with thee. As long as there is one of us there is both of us. Pablo Neruda SONETO XCII Amor mío, si muero y tú no mueres, no demos al dolor más territorio: amor mío, si mueres y no muero, no hay extensión como la que vivimos. Polvo en el trigo, arena en las arenas el tiempo, el agua errante, el viento vago nos llevó como grano navegante. Pudimos no encontrarnos en el tiempo. Esta pradera en que nos encontramos, oh pequeño infinito! devolvemos. Pero este amor, amor, no ha terminado, y así como no tuvo nacimiento no tiene muerte, es como un largo río, sólo cambia de tierras y de labios. If one's physical body is lost, can a person's mind traverse the net, while maintaining its existence and individual identity. It is difficult to believe that unified consciousness can be maintained in the "sea" that is the net, after having lost its shell. This world would then be despair itself for those who lose their identities, even as they live. That depends on what they have done before reaching that conclusion. They might as well try dying in that case. That could be a possibility. I haven't reached a point where I expect that much out of death. Although I had a near-death experience from the shock of having my remote body's cyberbrain destroyed. And, having lost your new body, you haven't finished fine-tuning your current body, either. It seems like a graveyard of information. Nothing special comes to mind. Perhaps it was already over for me when I shared my memories with you. However, upon sharing and synchronization, all information loses its singularity and insinuates itself into the subconscious of those who do not have an ulterior motive or is internalized by the consciousness of those who do have an ulterior motive. It is the medium that determines the societal system's dynamics via self-extermination, when the medium disappears, it leaves its trace neither within nor without the system. To think that the absence of an original could spawn copies without an original... the current societal system possesses an inherent mechanism for triggering such phenomena. The possibility of regaining one's individuality at the end of the synchronization of information. That would have been impossible to follow without an external memory device. The mark of the immature man is that he wants to die nobly for a cause. I can't afford to lose any more time. If this continues, then all the fraud in the world will be justified. I will leave my memories behind. I am counting on you. A primordial area of the brain creates both the capacity and the need for emotional intimacy that all humans share. Our nervous systems are not self-contained. Instead, our brains link with those of the people close to us, in a silent rhythm that makes up the very life force of the body. These wordless and powerful ties determine our moods, stabilize and maintain our health and well-being, and change the structure of our brains. One mind revises the other. One heart changes its partner. The power to remodel the emotional parts of the people we love. Who we are and who we become depends, in part, on whom we love. Real, honest, complete love requires letting go. Love has reasons that reason does not understand.