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My name is Peter. I’m a web designer/developer, artist, serial startup founder and aspiring consciousness cosmonaut.

This blog is repository for explorations into quantum futures (and past/present realities), consciousness research and a wide-range of philosophical musings.

Since the mid-80’s I have been fascinated. Flummoxed. Dumbfounded. Humbled by a hundred years of discoveries into quantum physics. Everything from the double-slit experiment to spooky action at a distance to the elegantly described holographic universe model from legendary physicist David Bohm.

As a culture of nauseating, pastel-perfect materialism was hypnotizing America, I remember reading the first few chapters of The Tao of Physics, feeling deep in my nervous system that something truly profound was happening, unbeknownst to most of the world. Because the awareness was so completely dumbfounding to the advocates of mechanistic, deterministic reality that it has remained… in essence, an undiscovered gem, lying around, waiting to be found.

I was a gangly geeky teenager at the time, recently having flipped from a scientific to artistic mindset, so it wasn’t like I was really getting the hard science or the math. But something deep resonated – that when the “world of people and objects” finally caught up to this paradigm-shattering science, the unbelievable would be made manifest. Technologies, like Clarke said, that would be indistinguishable from magic.

books would emerge that would only increase that longing for the advent of this imagined Quantum Society. The more experimental ones stood out, as the authors of these books were reaching for the same synthesis that I longed for… first there was The Holographic Universe by Michael Talbot, then later The Field by Lynne McTaggart.

As the decades wore on (i.e. the older I got) my dance with the question of transformation shifted. It became less about magic tech or daydreams of levitation and soon more about consciousness itself.

Einstein’s famous words “our separation is an illusion, a construct of the mind” was the mantra that led me to question… would we, could we one day slip, flip or fundamentally shift from separation into unity consciousness? To permanently leave behind all of the pain, distractions and trappings of our naive belief in a world of coldness and isolation, for the infinitely warm hearth of… oneness.

And then it all got real

So many long years spent in philosophical quests, but what of the practical?

While I didn’t realize the depth and significance at the time, my dreams of penetrating the mysteries of the quantum realm offered an unexpected breakthrough in the summer of 2019. That event sparked a whole series of changes, explorations and practices that I’m eager to share.

Recently I discovered The Source Field Investigations by David Wilcock wherein he references a story that had also appeared in Talbot’s book mentioned above:

A hypnotist brings a father and daughter up on stage. The father is hypnotized into not being able to see his daughter and sure enough, she disappears so thoroughly that he couldn’t even hear her giggling. Next the hypnotist holds up a pocket watch – behind the daughter’s back – and asks the father to read the inscription. To the audience, the father could be seen staring at his daughter’s navel. For him, she was invisible, so he was easily able to read the inscription on the pocket watch, which was then confirmed as the watch was passed around the audience.

There was an odd sensation – “I read this before. I couldn’t believe it then. Do I believe it now?” – and then a strange buzzing in my head, as if I was trying to remember a secret that I had been forbidden from knowing.

This blog represents my various attempts and explorations to remember that secret.

To pierce the veil of illusion that seems to blanket everyday, consensus reality. To shatter the prison (and prisms) of perception that still has us trapped in mundane, mechanistic “existence”.

By no means do I believe I’m alone on this quest. In fact, I hope you’ll join me on the ride, because there must be others. Maybe we can find them together?