Shared Consciousness
The other day I went to the hairdresser to get my hair back in shape. After the man asked me if I wanted anything to drink (no, I just want you to cut my hair), he began his job. As you do when you're just sitting there with nowhere to go, you start talking with each other about the important things in life, like your plans for next weekend or your next holiday, and complaining loudly about the awful coldness outside. Such things.
It happened when our conversation landed on running. I mentioned my latest adventures and competitions. He mentioned that he should start his training again. At that moment, I noticed a wave. A light. Something that radiated. It entered the room, but it could not be seen. But it was there, all right. I know it was, because as soon as it entered my brain, it generated a thought. A thought that must have traveled further through space, because as soon as it had formed inside my head, it was spoken out loud by my hairdresser.
There is no denying it anymore. It is here. Non-local consciousness is here, and it's real.
Dan Brown was right after all.