Science fiction. The Algorithm of Hypnotism

 

#Sciencefiction. The Algorithm of Hypnotism

“Hey there! Yes you!

That is what you were not supposed to touch. Now that you have, it is yours. Whether you agree to own it or not, it shall now own your every moment thus onwards. And you will find it wherever you are, whether you are hiding or not- It shall always find you. Always that is mister!”

I was stunned, shocked, and I felt the surge of indomitable feelings that were already possessing me and were beyond my control. 

And the thought that now all my desires will be enslaved in servitude to this mysterious thing that shall own them without my will. And through the enslavement of my desires I shall be the prisoner of this thing. This thought worried me, as it would have worried any normal human being.

Since it was going to seek me wherever I might choose to be, I decided not to take it with me. At least that way I could check if it really did what the stranger said it does.

For a second I felt everything about it was devious and there was no sense in it at all. Maybe I wanted to believe this, maybe I wanted it to be so, maybe I wished desperately it were so. But, the seriousness with which the stranger said every line was forcing me to believe that this is how it shall be now forever. A life of slavery where I shall be serving a master who is not at all discernible.

With these feelings of uncertainty and a feeling of introspection I walked into the bazaar of amusements, and human flow that thronged me almost from every side. For a while it made me feel I was a person who could be a part of something too. I wanted to experience this existence where one realises and understands the self and always feels its companionship. 

However, if the stranger’s words were correct, from tomorrow onwards I will be a part of something that will control my every desire, every feeling and my every emotion. And then even when I walk in the bazaar, I maybe reduced to nothing more than an insignificant part of the bazaar and everything that exists in it. Because then only the bazaar would exist. I will not exist at all. As I shall be devoid of self realisation!

But we shall see how this mysterious thing tries to possess me. We shall see!

I have always believed there are no atheists in the foxholes. And I believed in it now as well, I needed to!

With this inner argument between my mind that wanted to establish the facts surrounding this claim made by the stranger, and my conscience that wanted to believe it for reasons unknown to me. I walked slowly and I made sure that I covered some distance. It did not matter how fast or how much. Right now all that mattered was that I did not stop moving ahead, that I did not stop believing in myself.  

Sometimes while walking I felt maybe my self realisation was already being possessed by it and that is why I am dealing with the thoughts that I am currently addressing in my mind.

It began to worry me, and I hurriedly began walking towards my room. I wanted to look at myself for one last time, examine my own shadow for one last moment and feel myself for sometime in the privacy of myself and my shadow. Maybe by tomorrow, I shall be unable to recognise my shadow, my reflection in the mirror, and then my every known feeling might alienate itself from me. Who knows what it would be like, once I am possessed by it tomorrow.

Therefore, I rushed to my room, and there I allowed my every feeling of self realisation to make me realise how it feels to be me. How it feels to be the person that I am when I am in the crowded bazaar. I wanted to feel all this right away. Because there was no surety about what might happen tomorrow when the thing possessed me. 

I spent the entire night in this self realisation. It was like taking a bath, where the drops of self realisation covered every cell on my body, and it permeated into each pore on my skin to make me remember this feeling called “self realisation.” It was so as long as I can remember; and when sleep invaded this silent battle being fought in every region of my mind, I was unable to tell what was going on, what was transpiring in my sleepy conscience. And when I woke up, I realised when I am possessed by it, I might experience a state similar to sleep, where I exist, but I do not know that I exist.

Ah! It was the actual moment of triumph. My mind had found out what this thing that was on its way to possess me could do to me. And according to the stranger when the sun would rise higher than the mountain peak overlooking my room, at that moment my every sense will be occupied by it.

I quickly drew the curtains apart and looked at the mountain. Which, like always, gave me the silent and stern look in return. But today I was not interested in the mountain, I was more keen to see if the sun had risen higher than its peak.

It was still plodding and climbing its peak gradually, and it meant I had 3 hours to think how I could avoid being occupied by it. Because this mysterious occupancy would un-pair me from my own self. My every realisation about myself. 

And I began working on finding a solution to this unsolicited possession by an unknown force- Referred by the stranger as it. I conjured up every possibility that was somehow related with such a phenomenon, both scientifically and theologically. And in either case, I had to use just one thing. Logic and a lot of it!

I summed up the strangers conversation as follows:

• Today when the sun will have risen above the mountain peak the thing called it will possess me

• When it possesses me I will lose self realisation 

• When I lose self realisation then I will be someone else

• When I will be someone else I will do things that I have never done

• When I do things that I have never done, I will fail to associate these moments with my memory bank

• When that happens, my own self will dissolve into every reality that shall surround me henceforth and I shall be like a moment of time, in the bazaar of memories, where it is unable to locate the memory to which it actually belongs or can associate itself with

And if all this happens it shall be utterly depressing, because then the bazaar will exist. I will be in that bazaar too, but I will be wondering who this person is, whose shadow this is, whose reflection it is! Whereas in reality all these are a part of me. They belong to me, but then I might not remember any of it, nothing at all.

I indeed was in a strange situation. Although I would not call it a crisis, it for sure was a situation akin to crisis, if not exactly crisis. But someone had once told me that there is always a better way, and I always believed in her and whatever she said. And it made me treat this situation as an opportunity to solve something that was concealing a logic through which it shall gain access to my personality to my existence as an individual.

According to the stranger it had already claimed many victims. Many of them!

And crazy situations demand crazy solutions, and in order to arrive at a crazy solution I had to think rationally and with a rudimentary approach, that relied on situational facts and final objective. Because in the universe, there are only two facts: Cause and Effect.

In this situation the cause of invading my every feeling associated with self realisation was certainly going to be something called “it.” And I had to figure out the effect before it possessed me. Because once it occupies my senses I may not even realise that I am creating an effect that is against the nature of my personality, because then I would not remember anything about my own personality. And dealing with this situation was not easy, it demanded a lot of sanity.

It was like a situation where a master of hypnotism hypnotises the mind of the subject to believe in reality that does not exist. Or believe in reality that the possessor of this craft wants the subject to believe in. And based on experts who have studied hypnotism, they believe, that the masters of hypnotism always create scenarios based on conditional probabilities which are based on different personality types, and seemingly they seem to know almost everything about these personality types.

For example:

They create scenarios of probability mapped with conditional probabilities.

If not A

Then B

If not B

Then C

If not A and B 

Then X

If not A and B

Then C

So on………….. And they are the masters of this craft. Because human personality does not suffer from the limitations of irreducibility. Every personality type has a finite number of probabilities that it can be tied to. You know these probabilities and you can make the subject think that you are the God. But if the subject is motivated, driven and keeps improving his/her IQ then the master of the craft may not be able to achieve the desired effect, although he would still employ all means to be the cause, that is seeking a desired effect.

It is called the loops of probabilities. And by studying the personality of an individual the masters of hypnotism will know the subject’s preferences, certain likings, certain inclinations, certain IQ, certain expertise in certain subjects, certain general knowledge…. You name it. Almost everything and every detail  about the subject.

Once you know these details, you can now manage the subject like a puppet.

Suppose this subject/person goes to buy a book.

Now the hypnotism expert knows that this person likes:

• Charles Dickens

• Franz Kafka

• Rudyard Kipling

• Sigmund Freud

• Noam Chomsky

• T. S. Eliot

• P. B. Shelley

And when the subject goes to the bookstore. The moment the subject enters the bookstore there are 3 shelves that the subject instantly interacts with visually. And the subject’s mind consciously looks for one of the following:

• Charles Dickens

• Franz Kafka

• Rudyard Kipling

• Sigmund Freud

• Noam Chomsky

• T. S. Eliot

• P. B. Shelley

 

But the subject finds none.

And the subject goes to the next bookstore, which is owned by an excerpt of hypnotism. And he studies everyone's personalities and their patterns. He enjoys it. Let us assume he does.

And there too the subject sees 3 shelves. But there is something different. Something very witty.

On the shelves the subject sees books by following authors:

• Charles Dickens

• Franz Kafka

• Rudyard Kipling

( The subject only sees these books because the shop owner did not have books written by the subject's preferred authors. There are books by other writers, thousands of them. However, the subject is the test case on which the hypnotism expert wants to apply and authenticate the validity of his theory. Therefore, he places every available book that meets the subject’s author preference on the shelves. And waits to see how his scientifically formulated hypnotism tactic baits the subject. )

And the subject is wonderstruck. The subject feels it is magic. Voodoo! 

But it is none of that.

It is pure logic. Through this craft the shop owner/hypnotism expert has achieved two objectives:

1- He has now forced you to buy one of the books from the three authors you like

2- He has also tactfully made you forget about the rest of the authors you like, because based on your patterns he knows which books from these authors you have already read. And based on the ones you have read, it knows your taste and genre. And the books displayed on shelves have the style you like, they have the genre you prefer, and they are by the authors you like the most.

Hypnotism achieved its cause!

Thus you have been successfully hypnotised. This is modern day hypnotism, where it is not only about obtaining a coin from you, and then the hypnotist casts it in a pool of water. And in a moment withdraws it from there without dipping his hands in the pool of water. There too, it is no magic, it is logic. When the coin was cast in the pool, the expert of deception knew how to distract you. It is all about distractions and endless probabilities where you as a subject will act always based on these probabilities. And that is where modern day hypnotism finds innumerable applications, other than just simple tricks to amuse you. Hypnotism coupled with psychology and malicious #science, can trick you into being who you are not. It can turn you into a slave who is held a hostage in a prison with no gates. And that is what an illusionist does. You can guess other possibilities yourself.

But how do they achieve this? How on earth?

Simple answer: Even the most prolific and most respected writer in the English language, Shakespeare, had a limited vocabulary. It is impossible to have infinite vocabulary. 

And when it comes to modern day commercialised hypnotism whatever has a limit, can always be trapped in the hypnotism of probabilities and scientifically validated logical arguments and conditionals. It can be an amazing project, if one has the money and resources. But again, in the end only one thing matters, what do you wish to achieve with it? And if we check history, most of the times humans with extreme power have always tried to think of themselves as the God, where they seek to control everyone, except themselves. Because they believe God controls everything. And that is where they are wrong, God does not control everything. God sets everything free, Good only has defined two parameters in the grand algorithm of the universe, The Beginning and The End. No matter how hard one tries you cannot escape these two facts. And whatever takes place between these two limits, is based on free will and choices.

But for some reason few of us want to eliminate these two limitations i.e. beginning and end, but if you do so, there will be total chaos, because then everything will get trapped in infinite cycles of irreducibility. Can you imagine what will happen then?

Take a guess yourself!

It is the same when it comes to people buying clothes, people buying gadgets, you name it. It works on the same logic. But every form of probability comes with a demerit. Yes, an inherent anomaly.

Once it is applied on a subject, it becomes a victim of its own probabilities. And once the subject realises this, the tycoons who hire the hypnotist, begin incurring losses instead of making profit. 

Because in the form of the subject who realises the end causes of this hypnotism; the brands or choices the subject was extremely fond of. The subject now begins to despise them. Because the subject does not want to feel like a clown in the hands of a lunatic and delirious magician. 

And today when the sun will be shining right above the peak of the mountain, and it shall be timer for me to be possessed by the mysterious thing called it, this is the only logic it will use to be the master of my choices, my likings, my preferences, my love, my feelings, almost everything that defines me. And this is exactly where I need to apply my counter logic to not allow myself to be enslaved by the thing, the stranger called it. Because if it succeeds, it may even force me to love someone else, and that will be a crime of my heart for which it shall have no justification when I stand before her as her lover. Her everything!

So, what is my plan now?

I am waiting for the sun to shine, and then shine high above the peak, and when the thing called it, descends and tries to occupy me, I shall do what true lovers always do.

And you shall know that just in a few moments from now. 

By the way I am from the galaxy HeliosNext, and on my planet we have achieved the best scientific advancements, to the extent that by using laws of probability, we can even make you love someone else, we can even make you do things that your personality or nature does not support. But as far as #science that cares and helps the community of men and women become citizens of the cosmos in true sense; where citizens lead healthy lives, where there is cure for almost every disease, where the planet heals its lost biodiversity, where poverty is not a subject of discussion, where the civilisation has laid claims on new and distant planets that support life. We are still the stragglers. Because we think, hypnotism is a science, whereas it is trickery and not a science. True science liberates you, it does not trick you. It takes you to those limits of the cosmos where Titans reside along with immortality. And those who think hypnotism is a form of science,  perhaps, they should read a book or two written by Mr. Sigmund Freud. 

Because he studied human psychology in its natural and organic settings, he did not manipulate or alter the settings, in order to see how the subject would behave. Because that is not psychology, that is a psycho trying to be a psychologist. Almost like fish trying to climb a tree. We should leave that to the monkeys, fish are efficient swimmers, making them climb trees will serve no purpose. As such there are no trees left for birds to nest in, with fish climbing the trees, I wonder what will become of the natural balance then! Ah, please let the fish be in the water, please!

Anyway, the sun is shining behind the peak, and it is gradually ascending it, and right now, yes, now it is exactly above it. And I am ready to confront the thing called “it!”

I can see a dark shadow descending from the peak, it is getting closer to me as the sun is rising higher. And in a few moments, I am bathed in this dark shadow. To me everything appears dark, completely dark, although it is bright and the sun is shining in its complete brilliance.

But I can only see the shadow, I cannot see beyond the shadow. And to me  it felt it was seeking something, because by now it should have possessed me and poured into me. Suddenly it turned frantic and began revolving around me, desperately seeking something.

I knew, in order to pair with me it needed to kiss my shadow. Because only then it could filter itself into me and become a part of me. And then, with the configuration of my own shadow altered, I would obviously become someone else.

And the moment the shadow that descended from the mountain peak surrounded me and filled my room completely, I pulled back the curtains, put off the lights, and my room was completely dark. And with no original shadow to kiss, it was unable to pair with my conscience and possess me.

But it was the longest day of my life, a day that seemed to have no end, the sun did not seem to get tired of shining. But I too had made up my mind to not draw the curtains apart and wait for the sunset and the night to fall. Because then the true darkness, the eternal darkness of the night shall invade this false shadow and consume it completely.

On our planet the air is filled with mystery particles. We call them photons that in darkness change their luminosity and turn dark, and absorb anything that is less darker than the eternal darkness of the night.

And when the night fell and it was pitch black. I parted the curtains, I opened the windows and the shadow of the thing called “it” was consumed by the eternal darkness. The darkness that is real and it exists so that the brightness of the day is respected by the living. And to tell them, the Universe is not selective in spreading its blessings, they belong to all equally. Because the universe was created for all, like the light and its brightness is meant to guide all.

So, I was not possessed by it, because I believed in what someone had told me once. And I believed in her very much!

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