No Signal in Heaven: Soul Tracking and Biohacking

Find me when I’m dead. Pull me up on your screen, locate my cell phone signal, check on my Facebook page. Will my Twitter account stay active? Retweet something for me. Post a few pictures. Find me, it’s all still there. But you’ll only find part of me, you’ll only see one side.

“Mom,” she said, her voice heavy with emotion. “I wish we could track people to heaven. We could put one of those things on them that shows where they are, like when we pull up directions on your phone.”

“That would be nice, wouldn’t it?” I replied, trying to think of the right way to handle my daughter’s grief. “But Grandma’s in heaven now. I don’t think there’s any tracking in heaven.”

We sort-of smiled about it, both of us knowing that, naturally, we cannot track Grandma to heaven. Of course not. She has gone on into the great unknown, into the arms of Jesus. And if we couldn’t track Jesus there, we certainly can’t track Grandma.

As humans we continually struggle against the limitations of our natural world. I read a story the other day about a group known as biohackers, who see electronic implantation as the next step in our evolutionary process.

“I have no doubt that a slow merging of human and machine is in our future,” says Shannon Larratt, biohacker and founder of the BME body modification website, “Humans have reached a point where we are able to control our biological destiny, making us the masters of not just our health, but our morphology.”

I’m sorry, but really? We control our biological destiny? Masters of health and morphology? I guess I missed the section that explained where Ms. Larratt overcame death (the only definitive natural outcome of biological destiny, I might add).

Biohacking aside, the amount of time, energy, and money we invest in the human body has reached ridiculous heights. Just this morning I read that Kelly Osborne recently dropped $250,000 on a manicure for the Emmy Awards. So very sad, considering that yesterday I had to turn away two families from the local homeless shelter because there weren’t any more beds available.

This world is a profoundly messed-up place. We all know it, even biohackers. That’s why we reach and grasp for something – anything! – to provide meaning and purpose, or at the very least, to distract us from nihilism.

“Evolution does not move fast enough for our vision and dreams,” Larratt said, before launching into her discourse about mastering human health and morphology. “I believe that body modification both prepares us and is an important first step into the undiscovered country.”

Do you sense the ache and yearning in her words, for something more?

Only one undiscovered country remains for the human race, and I’m fairly certain our electronics won’t work there.

Find me when I’m dead. But not with RFID, or satellite. Facebook and Twitter won’t have my updates. I’m invisible now, no longer tethered by this earth and its physical parameters. No tracking. No metal pins in my joints, no implants of any kind. No cancer. Will you find me, when I’m gone?

 

We are citizens of heaven, where the Lord Jesus Christ lives. And we are eagerly waiting for him to return as our Savior. He will take our weak mortal bodies and change them into glorious bodies like his own, using the same power with which he will bring everything under his control.” Philippians 3:20-21.

(In loving memory of Charlotte Davis.)

10 thoughts on “No Signal in Heaven: Soul Tracking and Biohacking

  1. I’m very sorry for your loss. I’m glad your daughter has you to help her through her grief. As far as your post goes, it’s powerful. It’s amazing what people will turn to when God is the only option left.

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  2. Man has always tried to defeat the last enemy – death. To date, only Jesus has succeeded in doing so and everyone else has failed. My forecast for the future: more of the same.

    Yet, I think your daughter had a creative idea. She must take after you.

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    1. More of the same, until that final glorious victory.

      One of the greatest joys of parenthood is being able to talk with my kids about ideas 🙂 It’s truly amazing what they can perceive and understand.

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