Strange continuation of an earlier dream, where I was swamped by crowds in the middle of London: this time I was designing some kind of public transportation in the middle of London to help against exactly the kind of problem I had been stuck in, in the other dream.

I was planning a kind of conveyor belt that would run at ground level, right across streets and parks and whathaveyou. It was to mostly be flat, except for wedge-like raised bits just before seating. The seats were to be leather-upholstered swivel chairs, whizzing past right there on the sidewalk. I had some idea of the whole loop of conveyor stopping at intervals to allow traffic to pass over.

Then suddenly I was a woman, running about in some rougher part of London, and climbing up the sides of tenement buildings holding onto chimneystacks. I almost pulled loose a chimney, let go just before it collapsed, and shoved it back in place. A guy leaning out a window commented, came out to check it was ok, and since I was a pretty young woman invited me to lunch at a restaurant in the building I had almost torn apart. I accepted, having to keep in mind that I was a woman now and had to act the part properly. He took me up there, onto an open-air grill-type place with a buffet. He ordered something and I asked him what it was. He explained that he was having a grilled half swan, it was their specialty. I was keeping to my female role and so ordered something smaller, half a chicken.

Again, I had a science fiction dream. This time, I forgot most of the details but from what I can remember it could be a base for much broader ideas.

I came to a meeting. It has related to the UN somehow. I met a lady there, who seemed to be quite attractive. I was told that this lady is a bodyless mind.

A what?!

A bodyless mind. In that reality, people who undergo major medical operations, download their mind from their brain into a computer, and their real brain gets emptied. They choose this procedure to ensure that the person doesn't actually die if their body dies. This woman was actually a hologram that was created by a computer which kept her mind running under software.

This dream envisions what I have in mind for a long time. I've come into a conclusion that achieving eternal life is possible only if you turn yourself into computer bits. I hope it could happen in my lifetime so I won't actually die, but continue to live as a digital being. Is this the true ascention, maybe?

But how the transfer of a mind into a computer can take place? There are philosophical issues here. If you 'copy' the mind just like copying software (or just like the fork() UNIX system call), the person now exists in two instances. If you destroy the original instance, did you in fact kill that mind? If so, the new instance is not that mind you just killed, but another person which was spawned into existence.

So, I was thinking about a procedure that will allow the transfer of a mind to computer, bypassing that philosophical question. Assume you can install nanobots into a person's brain which would gradually turn that brain into a digital being, a complex electric circle which mimics the functions and structure of the human brain. Then, gradually replace this circle with software implementations of it. When the prodedure completes, the entire mind is just a big amount of bytecode, and the rest of the body can be disposed of. There you go.