Adam

File name: adam#n Time created:10:15:37 AM & Date: 08/02/09

It is funny how I was chosen. It seems that my brain holds a lot of information consciously and unconsciously and most importantly the information on how to make me can be put into a transcendental number like pi. Or I should say a combination of transcendental numbers that can be transmitted through laser signals or radio waves in a relatively short duration signals to planets relatively close to earth. It also turns out the transmission of information is much faster and more energy efficient for far away planets by way of a new concept related to the several very small dimensions and the concept of entanglement. The only problem is that the receiver has to know which atoms to look inside to find this information.

Any moment my conscious existence will be gone! I will be dead here! On this planet our scientists can not reconstruct me, they can only deconstruct me into information that will be sent elsewhere to hopefully be used to reconstructed me. There are several reasons that cause me to worry. Why do we think that any place else in the universe will be able to reconstruct my body? Second, how do we know if any one will understand the ideas that we are sending is an infinitely long transcendental number that with in the first parts contains the information on how to reconstruct me. Third, the signal strength of the radio waves will be so weak they will have to have massive antennas to pick up the signal, and there may not even be complex enough life forms in this region of space. Fourth, for far aware planets in other galaxies their understanding of physics will have to be very advanced to read the knowledge sent on atoms through the curved small dimensions with concepts like entanglement. I wish know that I new more physics. As I think through these thoughts I feel that not only my body but my conscious existence is done for. I really do not understand the ideas of the new science conscious multiplicity. It is to late to say no to this experiment but why am I still here they must have had a problem with my deconstruction. If so they will be taking me out this deconstruction device soon. I have decided that I am going to tell them that I really do not want to do this after all.

I keep waiting and waiting for something to happen but nothing. I think that it is time for me to be proactive and do something. “Hey guys I have decided not to do this experiment at this time” so how about letting me out of here?” When they do the deconstruction of a body they have to have you stay pretty still so they give you a medicine that relaxes your body and kills any pain. Which is like being drunk on painkillers where you can't stand up your speech is slurred and you are not very aware of time passing. and time slows down so long periods of time seem to me short or is it the other way around. Gee am I messed up. The room is dark and any minute I expect not to consciously exist again. I keep saying over and over again “No no I do not want to do this!” each time saying it louder and louder gaining my strength. Finally I try to stand up. And fall on the floor the exertion completely ties me out to the point that I pass out. When I wake up again I am back on the table. No a bed. I am in a bed in a different place – different than the deconstruction chamber. It is still dark and the night lite in the corner is enough to hurt my eyes. Next to my bed there is a speaker I hear someone say “how are you feeling?” I say “Not to good and I do not want to go through with the experiment so stop it now!” “You do not have to worry. We are not going to do any experiments with you. We just want to talk with you.” You can talk to me all you want but you will not convince me to go through with this experiment!” We understand! We will do no experiment on you we just want to learn from you.” There is not much to say that you do not already know about me. You set me up in the deconstruction room the deconstruction did not take place and I have decided that I do not want to be deconstructed.”

Your name is Adam, right? Any way about a thousand years ago our radio receivers were listening for any signal of life any place in the sky when we got this cryptic message. After years of discussion we determined that it was a transcendental number, but for years we did not know what it meant. There was lots of speculation but no one really new what to do with it and there was never any other signals of life in the universe that we received.

You are telling me that the experiment was a success and I am conscious on another planet? Yes that is what we are telling you. You seem to be alive and well and we want to know about why your world, society, science etc. Why did they do this and why did they pick you?

“It is all about numbers.” I said. Because of the distances it is impossible for our society to send out spaceships to other planets. There is so much information about a specific human body that to send out this amount of information in a signal is impossible. But there are infinitely long concept numbers like “pi” and “e” that can be calculated to any length needed by adding, subtracting, etc. a sequence of these numbers you can come up with any desired number. The number not only has to contain my specific body information it also has to contain the information on how to understand this information.

When our society realized that other advanced societies from other parts of the universe would not be invading and taking over our world, it decided to send out (number) ambassadors to other worlds with the knowledge that we have discovered about ourselves our world, knowledge, society and history.

I want to see your world and talk to your people. To think of it , it is strange that you speak english. You have taught us how to speak english over the years. Most of us only know a few words of english but we have more fluent speakers. But you will have to train us more about your language. So my people have not traveled to your planet yet. No there is not his kind of transportation through the universe that we have figured out yet and we think that there may not be space ship any where in the universe.

Adam#2

“I have decided that I do not want to go through with this experiment” I said. I did not pay much attention to my surroundings. I had just one thing on my mind not going through with the experiment. “Don't worry.” They said, which made me worry more of course. They took me into a room that I had never seen before and said “Are you hungry or want something to drink?” “No!” I said I just ate a while ago you know that. But as I thought about it I did feel dry and empty of food. I said “You can find someone else to do this experiment. I will be dead at the age of twenty nine. You will put up a stature of me like I am some kind of hero, but it will be torn down a few years latter when people forget about my personnel sacrifice.” First you are not dead. Second the experiment was successful on our end. We have no idea what happened on the other end.

How is it possible that I an still alive when you had to deconstruct me in order send out this information. The deconstruction did not go well. It took much longer than we thought, It was much more complicated than we thought, the machines did not perform as well as we thought it was a mess. Your body was a mess. Or at least that is what they told us. What do you mean that is what they told you? Well it happened many years ago before we were born. The original movies documents were destroyed or deliberately lost. As you know this experiment was undercover so to speak so the government did not let out what actually happened. The whole incident was covered up. The information about your body that was retrieved was stored. It took a lot a space. It was not easy to hide. But thanks to a few information hoarders and warehousers the information was lost. One day a reported heard a story of this incident from an old man that had heard it from his grand father. Both though it was just a story of a grand father his grand child for the fun of it. But the reporter out of curiosity found out that the grand father had been a government employee doing undisclosed secret experiments many years earlier. He wrote one of those “what if “ articles that inspired peoples imagination. It had been too long for anyone to want to cover up anything any more. Our science had advanced and the consensus was that why not try to reconstruct you.

You are telling me that I died many years ago and now am alive again after these many years? That is right! I don't feel that any time has past. I feel like I just went into the deconstruction device and just walked out again a while latter. We did not reconstruct what was in you stomach at the time so you should be hungry. You are not exactly the same as you were before but close enough that you are still you. In other words you are experiencing life again. You made me from my original matter? No you are all different matter. What is necessary to create you is the correct structure and functioning of matter not the same matter.

What happened on the other end where you sent the information about me? We have no idea.

Adam#3