by shaun lawton
We can no longer begin to imagine ourselves.
We emerge from the surface of water as if from a mirror.
Just take a look at our mutual Rorschach Stare. What do you see in there?
This
reference is one of the most extremely clear clues, or should we say
the crystal through which this understanding is achieved has a clarity
that is virtually unparalleled, which begs the question:
Is
there such a crystal whose clarity of focus remains so extraordinarily
sharpened, that looking through it reveals clarifications in reality
hither unavailable through any other means? Which is only to suggest, if
there is a limit to the fabric of our own holographic reality (the Planck length, for instance), the question is once again, does there
exist a crystal through which one may glimpse an even baser (or finer)
aspect of reality? The answer is yes and no simultaneously; for there
happens to exist such super crystallization in the cosmos, yet the very
nature of our 'holographic reality' as it was phrased, is such that the Planck length designates the smallest possible unit of measurement
within this reality; there is literally nothing more "in between the
spaces" we can see.
This
is at once a highlight and underscoring of the inherent solitude and
loneliness of any one single sentient star system; what these atomic
dragons in space have done throughout legendry immemorial, is sing to
one another across the silent vacuum of the interstellar regions.
Have
any of their howling songs been heard by another alphabetonic
supersentient entity morass? When we look toward our own Aleph (the
Sun) for example, we see a characteristic feature of only one portion of
the intercosmic future Language all sentient beings arranged today face
toward learning, one dim faded afternoon on a date yet to be determined
by our most alert psychics.
