Dynamics of Quality

I am losing focus on the hard edge of everything I see or hear and on the stark conflict of opposites in everything I think. Don’t know if it’s the breakdown of physical and mental faculties as I approach the average life expectancy for beings of my kind or if it’s by dint of accumulated experience eroding allegiance to my education, like water seeping into cracks in mountains of passing grades to freeze, expand and expose ever more long hidden faults.

It may be the fulfillment of an oath often muttered in my more misanthropic moods wishing people who couldn’t benefit from their differences would just shut up and go away. If I live long enough I’ll be blind and deaf so the silent disappearing part is inevitable.

I’m learning to resolve duality by seeing it less as a conflict closing minds and starting wars and more as the two sharp points of ice tongs, both necessary to function, pointing precisely at the threshold between them; that truth about which life’s ever changing events pivot but can never say. 

Fight or Flight

There is a polarity to animal magnetism programmed by each being according to the sequences of its earliest experiences. Attraction to others is a variation of the most elemental instinct for continued existence: to survive as an individual by eating the attraction or as a species by procreating with it.

Repulsion between entities is required for attraction to have any value whatsoever in the dynamics of quality that life is. Repulsion occurs when proximity of one entity to another elicits flight to prevent being consumed or disgusted. Competition over food and avoidance of being food often result in the fight response.

Some species diet on such abundant food there is no reason to fight each other for it and thereby find advantage in communal cooperation for both protection from their predators and gaining of their food.

Once humans had gained advantage over all their predators through the use of fire, shelter and weaponry, their access to more abundant food not only led to the biological inevitability of increased population but its spread throughout earth’s habitable lands just to maintain comfortable distance from tribal competitors for what food there was.

Upon the advent of totalitarian agriculture’s practice of replacing vast swaths of wilderness with man’s preferred foods, only farmers were required to understand man’s natural relationship to the biology of the land while the large majority collected around the processed food depots in never before experienced crowding.

Any remaining concious biological connection of these newly civilized town folk to the natural stage upon which their daily lives played out was dissolved when they became convinced of the myth that all of nature was created especially for them by an entity beyond the natural universe upon whose worship depended their welfare.

The modern inheritors of this usury-justifying myth are beginning to awaken to its fallacy as their abusive stewardship makes life a poisoned, boiling hell on earth from which their prayers for a heavenly afterlife seem the only hope of rescue.

I find such little attraction to and so much disgust with civilizations that operate on the “fact” of such a mythological premise that it begins to seem like I’m painting myself into a feral corner at the border with indigenous wilderness as I witness “western civilization” convert or destroy every planetary shred of symbiotic concern for the nest in which it shits its industrial indigestibility vainly attempting to achieve their heaven on earth.

Flight is one method of disappearing to avoid predation. Some beings change color to disappear into the background or at least appear not to be food. Some beings freeze to avoid being noticed. Being a species without a predator species, mankind often escapes the predation and disfunction within its own society by vicariously escaping into the fantasy world of human creation much as opossums and armadillos feign sleep.

Dynamics of Duality

The notion of nothing would never occur to a being who has yet to “notice something”; no smell in an odorless world, nor sound amid silence, neither brightness or hue of light to vary, nary a solid found while floating free without a body to be seen or by which to see, to be smelled or with which to sniff, to be heard or to speak. From reports by considerate parents, prenatal influences show reactionary symptoms in the child’s development during and after birth, implying that from the first cell on there exists something that can “notice something,” destined by dna to be homo sapiens sapiens.

The closest to nothing I have ever experienced are dreamless nights when more than eight hours pass with nothing to recall more recent than how much better I feel than when going to sleep. Haven’t had many of those since I quit drinking. Dreamless sleeps mean no more than my unconsciousness of an ongoing lot of everything, independent of my consciousness for their existence.

The surest example of the infinite mystery of the living universal consciousness is that the more specifically a thing is described, what it is not expands exponentially, fractally, as more double helixes of duality come unraveling with each new version of what it is.

The Möbius Strip serves me as the metaphorical universal solvent for all its inherent, baffling duality including the when of any beginning or end to this ever changing event occurring everywhere at once. It suggests that no dimension has an understanding of the entirety of existence superior to any another when I recon my own total dependence upon accurately interpreting reports from them that my cells “notice something” to call myself conscious of existence at all. Whatever body I serve as a living cell must surely gain awareness by observing me “notice something”, as I do my own cells.

Mobius Loop

This universal consciousness threads throughout the entire existence of matter as the observer enlivening its parts with curiosity at every scale of time and space.

Curiosity requires duality to refine their exact opposition until the unspeakable, undeniable truth, which neither side alone could ever admit, as with precisely focused tongs, is plucked from the embers of experience as the melted down, epitomic nugget of all concerns. That which is taken to be provocation to violence by the impatient brute is taken to be a signpost in natural, cultural evolution by those who would benefit all with the dynamics of duality showing neither notion could exist without the other.