excerpt from The Secret Life of Plants

[parson]

n Japan a soft-spoken doctor of philosophy and successful electronics engineer from Kamakura, a charmingly gardened retreat not far from Yokohama harbor, has developed a similar lie detector into a device with the most fabulous results yet achieved in the plant kingdom. A regular consultant on lie detection for the Japanese police, Dr. Ken Hashimoto read about Backster's laboratory experiments and decided to wire one of the family cactuses to an ordinary polygraph by means of acupuncture needles.

His intent was more revolutionary than Backster's, Sauvin's or Byrd's. He hoped to enter into actual conversation with a plant; to do so he counted on an improvement he had made in the Japanese procedure for lie detection. To simplify and make less expensive the process of police interrogation, Dr. Hashimoto developed a system, similar to Dektor's, whereby nothing more than a cassette tape is needed to record the reactions of a suspect. Electronically transposing the modulations of the suspect's voice, Hashimoto was able to produce on a paper a running graph reliable enough to pass muster in a Japanese law court.

It now dawned on Hashimoto that by reversing the system he might be able to transform the tracings from a graph into modulated sounds, giving voice to a plant. His first experiments with a cactus similar to the giant saguaro of California and the Arizona desert, but much smaller, were a failure. Loath to conclude that either Backster's reports or his own equipment was defective, Hashimoto decided that it might be he who was having trouble communicating with the plant, despite the fact that he is one of Japan's leading researchers into psychic phenomena.

His wife, on the other hand, who loves plants and is renowned for her "green thumb", soon got sensational results. As Mrs. Hashimoto assured the plant that she loved it, there was an instant response from the cactus. Transformed and amplified by Dr. Hashimoto's electronic equipment, the sound produced by the plant was like the high-pitched hum of very-high-voltage wires heard from a distance, except that it was more like a song, the rhythm and tone being varied and pleasant, at times even warm and almost jolly.

John Francis Dougherty, a young American from Marina Del Rey, California, who witnessed one of these conversations, says it sounded as if Mrs. Hashimoto, speaking in modulated Japanese, was being answered by the plant in modulated "cactese". Dougherty further reports that the Hashimotos became so intimate with their plant that they were soon able to teach it to count and add up to twenty. In answer to a query as to how much two and two make, the plant would respond with sounds which, when transcribed back into inked tracings, produced four distinct and conjoined peaks.

Dr. Hashimoto, who got his doctorate from Tokyo University, and is chief of the Hashimoto Electronics Research Center, as well as managing director and chief of research for the Fuji Electronic Industries - which produce the huge animated electrical signs that illumine Tokyo - has since demonstrated the adding capacities of his cactus to audiences all over Japan.

Asked to explain the phenomenon of his talking and adding cactus, Dr. Hashimoto, who is also, surprisingly, one of Japan's best-selling authors - his Introduction to ESP is in its sixtieth printing and his Mystery of the Fourth Dimensional World is in its eightieth - answered of present-day physics. He believes there is a world beyond the present three-dimensional world defined by physics, that this three-dimensional world is merely a shadow of a fourth-dimensional, nonmaterial world. He further believes that this fourth-dimensional world controls the three-dimensional material world through what he calls "mind concentration" or what others call psychokinesis or mind-over-matter.

[parson]

wtf BUMP

[parson]

THE PLANT COUNTS TO 20 AND AND CAN DO SIMPLE ARITHMATIC YOU FUCKING IDIOTS

[Uncle Mike]

see...and this was what I was implying...I'm telling you----some or most of these plants were imbued with the souls of their creator....
also reincarnation might be a slight factor in all of these experiments...this just made me think of a friend who was tripping on salvia and felt himself becoming the plant...
some souls might drift for ages in the ether before reconnecting to a similar if not the same organism they inhabited before "death".

[parson]

i'm not sure how reincarnation works at all but i do believe it for fact.


DEATH IS A DOOR

[parson]

i'm not sure WHAT is going on with plants, but i do believe in plant deities and its pretty obvious they have consciousness of some sort

[Uncle Mike]

i'm not sure how reincarnation works at all but i do believe it for fact.


DEATH IS A DOOR

nice pic !!

and yes, death is only another door waiting to be opened...although, I don't necessarily believe in death...
dying is just being born again in a different state, stage, time, place, dimension, reality...
that which is made cannot be unmade
that which is done cannot be undone...
it's all just phases we go through....we stepped into a portal and emerged in this place at this time...
when our body leaves this mortal world...our soul continues on into the next portal and emerges new...and so on and on

[Uncle Mike]

i'm not sure WHAT is going on with plants, but i do believe in plant deities and its pretty obvious they have consciousness of some sort

they make it blatantly obious every time we consume them...
their consciousness inhabits our own consciousness with each new experience...

wisdom shared is wisdom gained

[parson]

they're parts of us that grow outside. they're trying to get home. that's why they taste good.

[parson]

ohh the universe IS fractal. we're all spread out all over the earth and when we make it home, it's us a person.

[Uncle Mike]

they're parts of us that grow outside. they're trying to get home. that's why they taste good.

i'm under the same impression as you...it's like splinters of ourselves trying to merge with the whole again...
and that's why many people feel discontent with their lives...always searching for those moments of peace and clarity...
society condemns those that come home from a piece of shit 9 to 5 job and pack a bowl to release the pressure and come back to the mothership...
they deserve praise instead...it's that longing to feel connected and belong somewhere other than with the family you build around yourself in this life...

it's an insatiable desire to become a part of something greater than the individual...to coalesce with the language of nature and divinity....
to transcend the spirals of this mortal coil....this society functions like the purging of Canaan...everything sweet and bright must be laced with something bitter and cruel...
sharp objects placed in the pillowcase of your most subtle condolences...but to cast off those chains, to toss away the pillow...the crutch...is to attain at least a momentary respite
of our oft self-induced sufferings...and what better way to do this than with the aid of the only "open" truth, planted right in front of our eyes?

ingest to progress, refrain to regress....

every living thing has it's own black hole from which it sprang...so the ties from beginning to end....
the alpha and the omega forever as one...

[elibomyekip]

All this talk makes me glad I live in a state of prelapsarian bliss.

[bandshell]

Interesting.

[diablo]

i'm not sure WHAT is going on with plants, buti do believe in plant deities and its pretty obvious they have consciousness of some sort

They definitely do have conciousness and reveal themselves little by little over the years we have been aquainted!!!!!!!!

[karmacazee]

What the???? Dude had a conversation with a plant?

Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! This confuses my veggie sensibilities very very much.

It is, however, kind of confirmation of a weird little superstition of mine. In my garden there is a cherry tree, which was planted two weeks before I was born. Now it's taller than my house, and produces cherries every year for me. I think of it as a symbol of my life, and look up to it as a kind of deity, a protector, although I'm not particularly religious or superstitious. I always think that if anything happenned to that tree, like if somebody cut it down, it would somehow affect my life (i.e. I think I would die, or my life would take a terrible turn for the worse or something).

Fungus intrigues me too though, and not just for the certain magical chemicals some of them produce.

[bandshell]

it's not that surprising if it's true. Plants are alive after all.

I have a question. Do people who are fiercely against cruelty to nature, animals allow mold to grow in their house etc? because if they cleaned it up they're wiping out millions of lifeforms.

[gnome]

Do you have a link to the site you got this from?

[wormcode]

i'm not sure how reincarnation works at all but i do believe it for fact.


DEATH IS A DOOR

Death is not final, only a misunderstanding of time..
die before you die
http://www.sufism.org/society/articles/dreams.html

[gwa]

m night shyamalan had the right idea then

[parson]

http://www.amazon.com/Secret-Life-Plant ... 534&sr=8-1

there's NOTHING wrong with killing. there's nothing wrong with consuming.

whats wrong is suffering and imbalance and ignorance.