Jon Rappoport  August 6, 2013

MIT scientists have found a way to plant a false memory in rats. They can provoke a fear reaction by manipulating the content of neurons in the rat’s brains.

The rats remember something frightening that never happened.

Well, not exactly, if remembering implies a conscious act.

Pavlov did what the MIT scientists did. He used dogs. He got them to drool when he rang a bell signaling it was feeding time, even though there was no food. The dogs “remembered” times when the bell accompanied food.

Conditioned reflex.

But there is something conditioned reflex doesn’t cover. The act of remembering. The knowledge that you are remembering.

Why is this important? Because we’re talking about being conscious, being aware, which, the last time I looked, has something to do with being alive as a human.

Life as conditioned reflex is about machines.

What Pavlov did, what the MIT scientists did, is, on another level, all about a propaganda operation aimed at convincing the masses that life is nothing more than conditioned reflex. One program inserted into the mind is just as good as another program. It just depends what the desired behavioral outcome is.

So we’re talking about tyranny over the mind. Fascism.

“We can get you to remember anything.”

No. They can force conditioned reflexes.

(In a similar way, 12 or 16 years of public education can convince a boy or girl that the world is a bunch of slogans and phony ideals that add up to collectivism as the pinnacle of existence. Planting the reflex just takes longer.)

If you grew up in Miami, and one day, while walking down the street, you realized you had a memory of growing up in India, do you seriously think you’d accept that memory?

Having a memory (passive) and remembering (active) are two vastly different things, if you’re not a machine.

The amount of force (torture) it would take to erase that difference is enormous.

So we’re back in MKULTRA territory. Wholesale conditioning. Coercion. Disorienting drugs. That’s what the famed CIA program was all about.

That’s what it takes to blot out one past and insert another, just for a few hours.

The conscious act of remembering is more than just brain activity. Consciousness is not a function or property of the brain. This isn’t woo-woo stuff. It’s as real as you sitting there reading this, the room you’re in, the light in the room.

Unless someone can talk you out of knowing that. Unless the tidal wave of propaganda about the brain as the center of all knowing can convince you to believe you’re nothing more than brain processes.

Unless you believe that all life in all its variety can always be measured.

In which case, we have the incredible situation of a non-material YOU believing you are only material. If you want a cosmic joke, that’s it. If you want to know something about Matrix, there’s a good starting point.

There is nothing about the brain that can give you the knowledge that you understand the meaning of the words on this page.

The brain does not possess “the understanding of meaning.”

A machine can process information, but it never understands it. A machine can process information and take action based on instructions, but it can never know what it’s doing.

Revving up the complexity of a machine doesn’t make it evolve into consciousness. That’s a fairy tale sold by technocrats. That’s all they’ve got. They’ve abandoned everything else. They’ve abandoned imagination and creative power and the capacity of the individual to invent new realities of all kinds.

The basis of the American Revolution was supposed to be freedom, but of course, if the brain is the center of all knowing and behavior, the brain—which is simply atoms in motion like all other atoms in the universe—contains no freedom at all.

Therefore, the whole idea of freedom is a preposterous hoax, and people, when they argue and fight for freedom, are terminally deluded. They should just stop what they’re doing and lie down and take it.

Take whatever program is jammed into their brains.

If the morons at MIT had any self-knowledge and courage, they’d stop what they were doing. They’d shut down the lab. They’d stop bothering the rats. They’d access the open sky of their own imaginations. They’d create something. They might figure out how to launch a revolution that could take back the freedoms we’ve lost. They might become artists. They’d give their materialistic bullshit a rest.

They’d realize they’re alive and conscious. They’d realize this has nothing to do with their brains. They’d realize they’ve been living in a psychotic state, believing on the one hand that all the particles that make up the universe have no life in them—and on the other hand, believing that those same particles, when arranged in something called the brain suddenly give rise to everything called life in humans.

It’s a matrix of contradiction, a loop in the labyrinth where science lives, where science tries to enlist everyone else in its primary illusion.

Jon Rappoport