Welcome to my blog! Today I have an intriguing post by Kara Ashley Dey about robots. And the possibility of transferring our consciousness into a robot body. There’s also a give away!
At some point NASA will face the truth: fleshy water bags are not meant to travel the vast, scary void called space. We humans will need a new plan, a new vehicle that doesnâ€™t wrap us up tight like sardines or put us in time-wasting super-sleep until we reach our destination. The vehicle just might become our very bodies–made of the strongest metals, the most durable circuitry, and the longest lasting energy sources. Personally, I believe the strides in AI, social networking, DNA and gene mapping, and computer capabilities point to the probability we will travel the universe in robot bodies, our consciences having been transferred into compatible programs that will preserve our identities through the long trek to our next Eden.
We may have one universal body that directs a select amount of robots to do important jobs while we hurl through space. We may live in a virtual reality similar to the Matrix, so that we do not go mad during the 2,000-year trek. Or we may have individual bodies that work on physical repairs to our ship and that solve foreseeable problems as we come closer to our destination. For example, say tomorrow we figure out how to upload our consciousness into a computer. At this point in our evolution we may not know how to transfer our consciousness back into a fleshy water-bag. But give our computer-enhanced intellects 2000 years and I am pretty sure we will cross that bridge, no problem, when we get there. If we really want to transfer back into flesh, that is.
Good deviant that I am, the next thing I consider is the quality of lifeâ€¦like sex. If we travel the heavens as hyper-tin, will life be worth living without sexual pleasure? 2000 yearsâ€™ worth, to guesstimate? Well, who says robots cannot experience sex? Pleasure is not solely for procreation. Virtual reality proves that sexual pleasure is created in the mind, though we may feel its effects through our entire bodies. A good, sexy book. A daydream. A picture. These stimulate. If sexual pleasure did not originate in the brain, men would never have wet dreams.
Apply this to our super space bodies and what is to prevent us from developing sensors spread out, over our Teflon skins? Currently, blood pumps to all the right places, swelling and expanding, stimulating and warming our body parts. But though these stimulations happen in different areas of our bodies, sort of like activating different feelers, it is the brain that interprets this information. If you decide to literally live in â€˜the boxâ€™ all you would need is that brain, dreaming the fantastic dream. We might go 100 percent virtual or 50/50 Matrix/robotics, depending on how we choose to evolve.
What do you think about space travel? Warp speed, wormhole or thousand year exodus? How will our bodies handle it, if at all? What will happen with our sexual desires and quality of life? Answer any of these in comments. One lucky commenter will receive a $10 email gift card to either Amazon or B&N.
BIO for Kara Ashley Dey:
I’m a writer who likes fantasy, speculative and paranormal fiction with romantic elements. I also enjoy interviewing multi-talented artists and writers to find out what ‘makes them tick.’ Sharing experiences is a really great way to learn about the world and ourselves. Plus, I’m a firm believer in rejoicing in other people’s successes; it’s free and it feels great.
Living in Houston with my darling husband has taught me about the blessings of great neighbors and Texas BBQ. My favorite critics are my two plump cats that purr their pleasure at most everything I write.
To keep in touch:
Latest book: Stealing Sky: amazon.com/Stealing-Sky-ebook/dp/B00ARQSJLY
When the powerful conquer weaker worlds, all that’s left is stealing sky.
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SKAI WESTFORD: Returning home from his last tour of duty in the Dukeâ€™s Red Flag Squadron, Skai settles back to life with his father and brother on NuTierra Ba. The last thing he wants is feminine drama, but it seems his bossâ€™s granddaughter has no concern for his wants or his familyâ€™s wellbeing. When he takes a stand against Cassie’s manipulative flirtations with his brother, Skai finds himself far from home and S.O.L.
Captain Alexxus: More than money drives this captain and her crew aboard Heavenâ€™s Hand. None but those closest to her know the secret to her questâ€“a secret linked to the black eye-patch she rubs–her only tell to the horrors she has seen. She has a secret agenda that could destroy all of them.
Vixen: Captain Alexxusâ€™s first mate, she will follow her beloved captain to the Eternal Tree of Eden or to the depths of hell.
Edmund Greene: The Dukeâ€™s Arrow. An assassin with a special interest in chasing down Heavenâ€™s Hand, heâ€™s intent on revenge and revisiting old addictions.
Cindy here again!Â
Thanks for being here, Kara. Interesting questions you pose in your post. Not sure what I would want.
Until next time…