Following on from this morning’s dream. This is what my office looked like not long after we got here.
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I was working on ideas for a patent application to generate entangled photon pairs with a view {perhaps} to commercialisation.
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As it turned out it was quite tricky to get a patent grant. The lack of polish which a patent attorney would have added was notable. The lack of credibility from a “man in his shed” may have played a role. After I name dropped a London university and said that I already had two US patent grants my interactions with the IPO at Newport seemed to flow more easily. Some discrimination against shed based enterprises from Whacko McNutjob? Maybe
I bust my hip and all plans in motion stopped. That was the end of any attempts at commercialisation.
The thing is nobody will notice whatever it is I might do because I am not at a famous place nor affiliated to any institution august or otherwise. I could write something entirely novel and ground breaking and it would go unseen, unheeded and unremarked upon. No bugger would be arsed to even read it.
Using this logic there is little purpose in planting any ideas with the hope of a harvest in due course. I do need to decide if I pay the patent fees soon.
I have noted that just like in agriculture, in life what you “plant” in spring bears some kind of harvest towards the autumn of the year…
We need to decide to harvest wood or not. If I get busy with the chain saw I can stock up wood to dry and be ready for winter ‘28-29. We have wood for ‘27-28 already it just needs some axe work.
I can’t really see any reason why I would even try to develop any ideas which might be suggested in a dream. It would not serve any obvious purpose..
It was just a dream one of many…
Far out….I have no idea where that one came from….
Dreamyoga 