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About diana Stone

Diana Stone is a performing composer and musician playing Piano Violin & Guitar. She currently plays with Orchard and The Sonic Boomers. Previously with Rock/Roots band Elephant Shelf and also the Delta Ladies who mixed roots acoustic music and electronica until the death of Vicky Martin who formed the band which was active for 17 years. Diana composes in a variety of styles from pop to rock to Jazz and and classical music. Diana is also expert in multi-media recording and music production.

My old school has Elliott has a website

history, Musings

My old school has a website::

www.elliottonians.com

I discovered this quite by chance as one of my old teachers Edmund Hodges  had sent me a message on Friends Reunited.

“Welcome to the Elliottonian Web Site. This site is here to complement the Elliott School’s ‘E Group’ and for the enjoyment of anyone associated with the school. This may include Teachers, Pupils and Staff, both present and past. Although the Elliott School has been located at Putney for over fifty years, its roots lay at Southfields and are over a hundred years old.

 

We have resisted the temptation to present a ‘flashy’ web site, opting instead for an easy to follow, link driven layout. Below you will find links to the relevant sections of the site, these may be further divided depending on content. Remember, it will only grow if people are prepared to contribute their interesting pictures and recollections”.

Mind over matter or mind without matter?

Musings

OK, little electro-chemical impulses form the stuff of our thoughts and so presumably our very consciousness is a bunch of electrical patterns, so my thoughts and my feelings are the software running on the squishy bits inside my skull. So could my consciousness exist outside my body? If it could would it be able to reside somewhere else.

Could it ever end up matrix style in a machine? If what I know as me, that which gazes out through the windows of my eyes is not the body but the body is just the house my mind lives in then could mind travel on its own to other places? Would I have anyway of knowing that what I perceive as real is the same reality as others experience?

When I shuffle off the mortal coil is all that information lost as the electrochemical stuff powers down. Who knows. There is no beer in the fridge either. With this amazing human mind perhaps I could imagine a beer then imagine drinking it which would certainly be more economical though less satisfying than fizzy liquid from a cold place. I am trying that experiment as I type and so far its not working other than I am getting rather thirsty. Yet an imagined beer ought to taste as good as an actual one surely?

In places in the universe where time runs at a different rate would our little electrical patterns live for ever, perhaps orbiting a rotating black hole?