From Rigorous Intuition:
One afternoon in Los Angeles in the winter of 1976, the week he began compiling his notes on various branches of the UFO cult “the Order of Melchizedek” for what became Messengers of Deception, Jacques Vallee stood curbside at Sunset Boulveard and hailed a taxi. He looked downstream at the rush hour traffic, raised his hand towards several oncoming cabs, and one swerved into the curb lane and stopped for him. After a short ride, during which Vallee did not discuss his current research, he paid his fare and accepted a receipt. He stuffed it in his wallet and thought nothing more of it, until two days he noticed it was signed Melchizedek:
I cannot afford to write this story, because I cannot expect anyone to believe it. At the same time I cannot sweep it under the rug. There is only one Melchizedek listed in the LA phone book, and I have the receipt signed by the driver right in front of me. [Reproduced in the book: “2-21-76 Receive $6.25 for taxi fare from Roosevelt Hotel to 3321 S La Cienega, Red & White Cab #98 M. Melchizedek.”] It was this incident that convinced me to put more energy into understanding the nature of such coincidences.
Vallee, who is both a computer scientist and a UFOlogist, invested his energy in Information Theory, which led to his model of an Associative Universe.
Time and space may be convenient notions for plotting the progress of a locomotive, but they are completely useless for locating information…. What modern computer scientists have now recognized is that ordering by time and space is the worst possible way to store data. In a large computer-based information system, no attempt is made to place related records in sequential physical locations. It is much more convenient to sprinkle the records throughout storage as they arrive, and to construct an algorithm for retrieval based on some type of keyword…..
The Melchizedek incident that I experienced on February 21, 1976 suggested to me that the world might be organized more like a random database than like a sequential library. Since there is only one person named Melchizedek in the LA phone book, I have to conclude that mere coincidence cannot explain this incident. Alternative explanations are equally inadequate, unfortunately. I did not discuss my research with the driver, so a hoax is out of the question. There could be a well-organized conspiracy against me, of course, to put lady taxi drivers on my path with names related to my current reading interests, but the motivations of such conspirators would be rather obscure! Fortunately, another avenue of explanation exists.
If there is no time dimension as we usually assume there is, we may be traversing events by association. Modern computers retrieve information associatively. You “evoke” the desired records by using keywords, words of power: you request the intersection of “microwave” and “headache” and you find 20 articles you never suspected existed. Perhaps I had unconsciously posted such a request on some psychic bulletin board with the keyword “Melchizedek.” If we live in the associative universe of the software scientist rather than the sequential universe of the space-time physicist, then miracles are no longer irrational events.
For those who don’t remember Professor Vallee, I posted a piece on him back a couple of weeks (or more) ago. His assertion that UFOs might not be extraterrestrial spacecraft, or any kind of hardware at all makes him, as he describes it, ” a heretic among heretics.” Vallee’s theory of “altered reality” and perception states that UFOs and other phenomenon are not material at all, but “immaterial” entities from other dimensions that control our perceptions of reality. Thus what we perceive to be “UFOs” now-a-days would have been angels and demons a couple of hundred years ago.
What Jeff Wells posted about Vallee seems to me true to form about the good Professor, his Matrix-like theory of reality ( using associative words and phrases to do a search, and or object(s)) in order to alter the user’s “perception” of reality ( maybe reality itself?) conjures up images of H.P. Lovecraft and “The Great Old Ones”. Wild stuff.
Original post here.