Walking upright is one of your featured features; so is your ability to use your thumbs in just such a way as to advance the concept of biological grip. Your ability to think is not so bad either, you are thus able to prognosticate and even be a prophet. There is no equivalent for prophets in the animal kingdom, only you have that ability or shall we say potential. Don’t use it…you’ve wasted it.
Here we go again, the madness of our civilization coming home. Wrong, stop here, incoherent creature, we are the final answer to the universe. Final as in last, ultimate, no other recourse; the cute bipedal creature is the final answer for the potential of consciousness being illustrated.
Wicked ticket to nirvana. Say we manage the trick, what do we gain? As in all cases, the thing isn’t the end itself, it is for another’s comeuppance. Eccentric as this might be it is so common that it ought not bother us; the universe is always using things for another or another’s purpose. For instance, helium is important to the sun more so than it is to helium itself. We are more impressed by helium because of what it does in the conundrum we call sun than because helium is helium. Helium might want to say hey I am me, but really without hydrogen and fusion what is helium? Second, it is second.
Maybe it is a problem of being too light, but it really isn’t, hydrogen is lighter and more interesting, hydrogen and water, hydrogen and the mass of the universe, hydrogen and simplicity. Helium really lacks those proportions, helium is second.
But the neurotic element is not without its disproportionate proportions, it is second in the universe.
There is an element in the earth that is unequally spread throughout and this element holds the transference of awareness from one to all. The element is invisible, the element is not explainable with the scientific method, I don’t know this element, I have not seen it, I can only explain its properties, this element is number 890076.0965 on the consciousness periodic table. We shall baptize this element Los, after Blake’s creative consciousness. This element, if detected would be seen as useless as my amygdala or my appendix, both glands and organ that have undetectable functions; you have to be a spiritual metaphysician to be aware of their non functions. Los is everywhere, though more so where there are concentrations of spirits, humans and animals because it is a consciousness transponder, a relay, a receptor of all the common awareness: you think something, you imagine something, you feel something and the Los registers it, logs it in, records it, archives it. But the Los does not give category, it does not determine class or status, it simply registers that which it registers, like a photograph, here is this thing, this image, do with it what you will, Los does not know what it is or why it is, Los simply holds it so that anyone that is spirit, human or animal may detect it, what they gather from it is an unknown to Los; you may then kill your sister or your father or you might invent the rocket, or you might enjoy the sunset or write an epic poem, all these things are possible from the touching of 890076.0965.
You might ask how do I know the Los lot number, Los gives you the number, everything that touches Los, derives a conception of Los from Los, and determines the Los number from the essence of Los. Los represents itself silently, it is there, that is all you are aware of, but that awareness is built on a sameness of awareness, that humbles the uniqueness of the universe. You are now aware of 890076.0965.
