Soul-phone project by Dr. Gary Schwartz at U of AZ reminds me of Doug Matzke's 2-way paper antenna. I have a paper antenna by Matzke handing on several walls of my house, including where Dorothy was bedridden for a few years. Matzke's quantum physics takes the woo out of the woo woo associated with woo woo topic by nailing down the physics of quantum physic with algebraic geometry, covered in Deep Realiy. Now, Gary Schwartze is coming into more prominence in my research. His intriguing idea of a soul phone is reminiscent of Nicola Tesla's tranception of signals from other-dimensional entities.

We're really going off the traditiona rails here and I can see that, myself. However, I have personal exeriences as well as reasoning that lead me to seriously reconsider what we are, in reality. Interestingly, I've considered that we are not in our brain after all. We are existon-chatbots-in-a-quantum-cloud assigned an organic body, given a past-life-memory-wipe for the current lifespan, and accorded our own recording-studio so that playback in the finest detail can be done in life review.

This is as far beyond cryonics in a technological sense as cryonics is beyond traditional religions. Cryonics would be the reasonable option for anyone who believes mind is in the brain despite the associated problems. Cryonics should have been more popular than it was, as Ettinger wrote in MIS. The traditionally religious associated soul, now, has become the science-soul or technological-soul... for me... which is a real -quantumbased soul-existon-cloud where existons are the discrete fundamental units of conciousness in a universe where conciousness is primary, rather than emergent as traditional western science would have it.

I check into reddit cryonics uncensored recently and my posts there in 2022 and 2024 were responded to in the most disrespectful manner, not taking my actual argumentation into account, let alone any visitation to my forum here.

I'm clearly on my own.... but not really. I have supporting existon-clouds backing me up. Thank God of the Universe for beer, the poor man's only legal psychadelic.