. . . .I got to thinking about this dream that made this world and all in it. I have been thinking about Michael Talbot who figured out that this was a holographic universe and everything in it was a soup kitchen. Soupy and until we looked at it to name it and because we identified it, it turned into matter. So the soupy mess never stayed that way because the minute we looked at it, it became more solid.
And the noises surrounding all this identifying and naming and photographing we couldn’t because we found also that when identified everything soupy had potential. Even if we thought there was no life in it, the bottom line to subatomic particles is that there is no divisive factor. Everything is non divisive, is united or clinging to their almost likeness because there is a desire to bring forth life I think, in The All or Life or what we think Sacred.
What I was trying to say years ago in Connecticut when Hal and Ann(our minister friends) came to dinner was that there is God In A Rock. That even when we dismiss non life we simply do not have eyes to see everything and what we are dismissing as non viable may indeed be submerged and we don’t have those eyes yet to see. Because all that we acknowledge is what we are able to relate to.
As I read the Talbot book what is seen is the top layer of what we look for. And Researcher Bohm by his proclivity says that the deeper secrets still are not evident. We only see what we look for. So we can only discuss the soupy texture of the Universe and what we hope to see is what is composed of this soup.
As we evolve we create the reality we identify as we swim in it and rewrite it. We draw summations of what we experience and view but we cannot project what conclusions can be drawn from the parts.
The good Science does is that it tries to compute how things began but we draw conclusions from what is experienced and what has been glimpsed. The full potential is not yet disclosed. And what we are open to. The potential is in its becoming.
Perhaps as Susan Howatch wrote some philosophers believed that human nature cannot grasp the concept of reality at all.
My dream of our David after his death was as he came down the street while I was moving the water hose on the front lawn. I said David you are alive and well and he said it is a wonder. Heaven makes as many mistakes as he had, David said.
And the reason for the mistakes is that as long as there is growth, no conclusions are drawn because it is incomplete, everything inconclusive and offers potential growth. Is anything ever finalized? Surely beyond my frame of thought. But as long as there is a one who thinks he can make a difference, can we close anything off?
Especially if the ending is not determined to have a final potential. Or is final potential an oxymoron? It can be understood that our desire for manifestation of our mind’s produce gave way to this world’s creation. Was there direction foreseen with boundaries within moral and ethical choices? Was there a sense of sexual morass or proclivity to it all?
We have seen human behaviors manipulated as so much silly putty in the hands of children. And we have seen the reality show onstage and have seen applause inhaled as so much addictive substance.
We couldn’t believe what we were seeing because it was not in our frame of reference. But it blew our minds and we are all wounded. We have not recovered and wonder if we ever will.
photo by Mark Jacobson