posted on Oct, 8 2006 @ 08:20 PM
So Metaphorically, I have just created a 'Teleporter' that is built to transport myself to my local Booze Hut and back.
Now, I have just programmed my DNA, my Molecular Grid and even the atoms that
make up my butt into my Computer.
I'm pretty sure it got everything, hell, I even tinkered with it so I could retain
memories, dreams and other stuff like that.
Right, so now all I do is step in and let the computer and the machines do their thing.
What happens next is un-thinkable, un-FATHOMABLE!
The speed of the computer's chips.
The speed of one and Zero.
The way computers work in general.
While my computer was loading me in, my thought process at the time would have been entered as well, but fragmented as the primitive computer
(compared to the
crazy, super-fly brain) kept up as best as it could, but to no avail.
I came out on the other side a raving lunatic that can't get out of an eternal brain loop of thinking about beer. My thoughts about beer would sound
"M a nI1010 C@ a nTTTTTTTTTTTTERROR wai 1010T2ERRORo
. . . BEER b bbb b bERROR (goto: beer)"
- and I wouldn't even know why I ended up in Booze Hut.
The Moral of the story is Don't ever use a 'Teleporter' , because it will only
transport evil and misfortune into the minds of the average alcoholic.......
If I flashed a strobe in the chamber as I was being teleported, do you thnk I
might come out glowing and shiny?
[edit on 8-10-2006 by Unrealised]