Unsupported Speculation

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I had an unusual experience while out on a day hike. Day hiking is about as much as I can stand to be outdoors generally, mostly because after being in the woods for a while, I grow extremely bored and want to return to my life of coffee and extremely comfortable mattresses. So, I packed up my gear and set out.

It was just before dawn when I left my house. This may sound odd, but I could feel that the electrical charge condition of the ground and air was negative. To explain, the orientation of the atoms of the air are generally positive up there, and this creates a draw of electricity towards the ground which itself is generally negative.

Now the cycling rate of the human brain is determined passively by how fast the left and the right hemispheres of the brain cycle back and forth between negative and positive charges. This basically determines how fast we can think, as well as perform all those other cognitive things the brain does.

Also, very generally but NOT exclusively, a human being’s sense of well-being is more-or-less determined by whether a person is positively or negatively charged. It’s my belief that our species evolved to take advantage of the negative charge of the ground in order to cause us to DEFAULT to a happy and benign nature. This is because before the invention of shoes, people walked around barefoot, or at least in simple shoes which still provided electrical ground contact through our feet.

Because of the course that our species took in the evolution of our brain, only a threat of some sort or another would cause us to artificially shift us from a normal negative charge, and into a temporary and ideally short-lived positive charge that was only maintained by the agitation of the brain itself. This probably happened because our species would have slaughtered itself into extinction if there wasn’t some reliable way to shut down the aggressive parts of the brain after some life-or-death scenario was successfully resolved.

And so, I was out on my walk. I think I walked about seven or eight miles. I would stop for rest every now and then, because I was out of shape, and also because it is the walking style I’ve worked out for myself to make sure I enjoy myself and don’t march like a psycho.

But, for that early morning walk, the experience was surreal. The speed of cars driving past and even birds and other animals I saw was a mix of either too slow or too fast. Even my own movements seemed like I was either in slow motion, but I could also whip my head instantly somewhere to look at something, and flick my eyes all over the place to take in details. Birds would slow motion flap their wings and make very inefficient progress through the air, and even cattle of nearby farms would lumber away heavily from their fence like they were filmed by National Geographic.

Also, and this will seem OUT THERE, there was the weirdest compression of the various houses and other features I walked past. To explain, the area I walked though was very rural, with only a house or building or something else only here and there, with lots of space between which was only road, foliage, and power lines. But, when I was on that walk, it was as though every single thing I walked past which wasn’t just empty road was all together ahead of me, one house after the other in one stacked wafer.

Also, I live in a somewhat mountainous area, but normally the mountains appear mundane because I am used to them. But while I was on that walk, the mountains appeared swollen to EPIC proportions, as though I were in the damned Lord of the Rings movie, and Peter Jackson needed some utterly ridiculously epic fantasy mountains to stomp through. I can’t describe how absurd the effect was better than that. I wouldn’t have been surprised at all to see a flock of pterodactyls circling the air near the mountains like vultures.

And so, I reached the end of my little walk, and found a small grove of bamboo off the side of the road which also had an extremely small stream that must have provided the bamboo’s water. The sun was beginning to really heat things up, and I wanted shade to rest, so I squeezed in there and found a clearing large enough to sit down in and took a much needed break.

I probably stayed about two hours before I left to return back home. I could tell that the charge condition had changed, and now the high sun had changed the charge of the air to positive, and the ground was probably positive too.

Well, that weird compression of everything I’d walked past was gone, and it actually made me concerned that I was lost, because I had to keep walking past nothing but guard rails and eroded roadside embankments and plants. It was only when I walked past a building I recognized that I was reassured that I really was on the correct road.

When I got to the shooting location of Peter Jackson’s mountains, I gave the mountains a careful examination, and the best I could tell is that they SEEMED the same as far as there distance and elevation based on how high I needed to look up at the top of them and things like that, but that there was something different about the way their appearance was being ‘calculated’. They had gone back to being mundane local mountains again, and Peter Jackson would have fired that particular location scouter.

I’ve thought about this a bit after I got back home, and my best explanation about what happened is that the left and right hemispheres of the brain are mirrors of each other in their neurology, but they are not quite the same in purpose. The Right Hemisphere is designed for rest, and the Left Hemisphere is designed for problems, including threats to our lives. This means that the way they process things is somewhere between accurate and realistic vs. unrealistic.

This is because when we are resting, then everything looks beautiful, the sounds are sweeter, and we can have a very enjoyable experience because we are not faced with prehistory problems such as lack of food and dangerous people and animals. But, when we DO have problems, then the way our senses are processed makes everything as accurate as possible in order to resolve the survival issue as well as we can. This makes everything unpleasant, and THAT actually encourages us to resolve this threat to our survival so that we can return to a benign and surreal experience of peace.

All of this makes me think of the potential for the same experience I had to be hinted at hear and there in the accounts of other people. One I thought of is when Muhammad supposedly traveled from Mecca to Jerusalem in a single day. Another is that the reason the United States has large billboards along our highways and interstates is because before we had them, drivers would go into a trance and slam into the back of a car in front of them without seeing it. There was something about having a large billboard at intervals along the road that kept drivers from going into whatever that weird trance was.

This makes me imagine the experience of maybe a desert caravan of traders or something, and that to them, it didn’t seem like huge expanses of heat, sand, and blasted-nothingness, but that all their destinations were stacked ahead of them while them just lazily rode their camels.