How One Folded Into Two

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.