Yes, sorry I misunderstood you when you said, "Do one experiment to find out who the sheep and goats are".
Ah, I see. Bad (unclear) wording on my part. The point is, looking for psi-talented subjects was the first step in many parapsychology projects. Concentrating the sheep and removing the goats would be a rather obvious thing to try, would it not? If you were testing to see whether it's possible for a human being to outrun a bear, you'd start by recruiting people who can run fast, wouldn't you?
(Author's note: Outrunning a bear was the only suitable example generated by allowing Google-complete on the words "can a human being...". Those who wish to maintain any faith in humanity should not check the other auto-complete answers listed.)
Because if parapsychology were to become validated by mainstream science, then shortly after that we would all find ourselves knowing everything that every other mind on the planet knows. Feeling everything that every other person feels.
Why? Nuclear fission has long been validated by mainstream science, but we don't all have nuclear-powered cars. Germ theory has long been validated by mainstream science, but people still die of diseases by the hundreds of millions.
Science knows enough about psi to make that so, thanks to Dr Persinger. The only thing really holding it back is the taboo in science against parapsychology. Taboo is a kind of boundary-marker. Boundary markers are in the domain of the trickster archetype.
Not really. You're assuming Dr. Persinger is correct about his ELF theory. Maybe the trickster has him (and you too) on a wild goose chase. But if he were correct about it and could build the technology, the trickster could no more stop him from making strong psi communication work than it could stop Galileo from looking through his telescope or Bell from talking on the phone or Oppenheimer from detonating fission bombs.
As for knowing anything that anyone else knows, we already have several devices for that (provided they're willing to tell us), primarily speech and writing. Of course, as with the absent nuclear-powered cars, making something possible and making something happen in any given case aren't even close to the same thing.
Maybe the work of Dr Persinger is the solution to our problems. Maybe it isn't. Maybe it would break us. Maybe that's why the archetypes of the collective unconscious won't let science get its hands on psi.
What good are all these unlikely maybes depending on other unlikely maybes? Maybe God is one of us. Just a stranger on the bus. Maybe the earth is surrounded by invisible alien battle fleets sent to put an end to all Sharknado movies, and the inevitable making of Sharknado 3 will bring about the end of the world.
Undead brain parasites is not a metaphor I would choose for the archetypes of the collective unconscious. Think of them as your own inner Justice League.
If they're "my own" then they're not "collective."
Well, okay. I admit I used a deliberately provocative description. One, however, that is essentially accurate, since you said you considered the collective unconscious to be part of our physical being (i.e. our brains, since I'm pretty sure you didn't mean our kidneys) and that you expect to continue on after death (undead) by "tapping into" it and "making a home there" (like a parasitic beetle in a tree, say).
I'll tell you what and where the collective unconscious is. But first we have to consider where you (and me, and everyone) come from. You didn't come from your genes and your biochemistry. Although those were necessary for you to become you, they weren't sufficient. You wouldn't be the same you if you'd been switched at birth and raised in a logging camp in Siberia, say.
And you didn't come down from the astral plane of thetan unicorn angels as magic spirit version of a Star Trek gas-sparkly alien with a copy of your Karma Report taped to your non-corporeal wrist, to operate your body as a puppet until you're done with it.
I think you probably agree with both of those, right?
But, then, where did you come from? Mostly, what you are is an impression, built up over the years of your life, of the world. Of all the parts of the world you've experienced, directly or indirectly. Your brain is (as all working human brains are evolved to be) a medium for forming and holding such an impression. And by "impression" I don't just mean understanding or appreciation ("what is your impression of this painting?") but impression like a coin die makes on a metal disc or a printing press makes on a sheet of paper. Our brains evolved to form impressions of the world, not as part of some cosmic self-improvement plan, but because doing so helps our bodies negotiate and survive that world.
The disc or paper don't start out pure or blank; your genetic heritage is on there. But the impression of the world is most of what you think of as you.
The good news is, you get to return the favor to the world. Your presence and all your actions make an impression on the world, including on all the other people, who are impressions of the world that include you.
That's what the collective unconscious is. The world. No big mystery, no abstract alternative planes of existence, "just" the world.
And that's what you leave when you die. That impression, on the world.
And if that doesn't seem like enough of an afterlife, you're missing the point. An impression is what you are, so if an impression is what you'll be, what's the loss? All the rest is distractions and vanity.