Scalar

 

1

You can rise to a level of not knowing that’s untouched by entropy.

Out of uncertainty, openness: order is maintained.

You rise to a realization beyond decay.

There’s a deeper intelligence than that.

It radiates like light across a border between quanta and matter, unifying them.

Your physical body and your quantum body of probabilities are like two candles on a table.

Space between them evenly fills with photons of light, no separation at the particle level.

You carry one candle outside and hold it up against a background of stars.

Space between candle and a star fills with waves that bind them; each star’s as connected to it as the one inside.

Look at your candle, then look at Sirius; photons from each hit your retina and electrochemically flash.

You’re another flame or star in the surrounding interconnected field.

Yet, what is the structure of this connectedness?

The field is your light and not knowing simultaneously, local light.

You observe sky’s dimensions according to our consensus on entropy.

You don’t see the unifying factor in all things; you can’t perceive the enfoldment of chance and fatigue.

 

 

2

Time also enfolds.

Your present state may not relate to what’s past, but to a more fundamental structure, like a pool of widening rings from a stone.

This moment cuts through the physical universe now and seems to hold all of space in itself.

What happens today may be altered by an event in the future, since space consists of ambiguous, foggy regions, where a particle may pass on your last day.

Awareness creates the duration you experience.

If you try to divide duration, it’s like suddenly passing a gold blade through the flame.

You divide space you think time occupies, not motion itself.

Imagine duration as non-referential time, change, and freedom from the decay inevitably implied.

You observe creative emergence.

Growth indicates intelligence of the universe as a whole in space you measure as your heart beating new content, new time.

 

 

3

I can’t distinguish duration that separates two instants from my memory that connects them.

Duration continues what has passed with now; it implies consciousness, for which time flows.

Brain steps down energy radiating from stars through optic nerve to pineal gland and arranges these myriad photons into a neurological, space-time grid.

It conveys the influx of light as a field, mentality.

So thought is a form of organized light.

Non-physical variables, my wish, intent, expectance also create and transcribe energy.

Even if mind never operates as slowly as the speed of starlight, your future dwells gracefully in the space of your imagining.

 

 

4

A body or galaxy requires continuous energy to maintain, like a whirlpool in a fast stream.

The spiral flow persists, though water constantly moves in and out of it.

A standing wave of photons comprises the immanent grid of starlight that permeates space; and vice versa, emanations from earth, sun, your nervousness and emotion radiate out.

You observe this enigmatic dark energy, where every point in space contains intersecting photons from every star, past and present.

Zero-sum, immense creativity streams through you, gyre of light as intelligence or your intent to observe.

The observation is grainy; people, dogs, trees are mosaics, a crystalline lattice of interacting bits; each “decides” countless times per second whether to leap to the next moment.

Light, information, so activated composes a body in the process of coalescence, outcrop of growing, infinite fields.

Nurture the belief that your body’s infused with deep intelligence of this information, whose sole purpose is to sustain you.

 

 

5

Add to four dimensions inner space, mind, the virtual.

All objects connect, for example, through meaning in hyperspace.

Our plans for the future exist as images, and these cognitive structures are also in hyperspace, since mind is more like a spatial concept.

What we call star lines, like songs, ley-lines are the interconnectivity.

There’s no need to decide what’s true; reality’s a learning curve.

Then, he tells me about his pictures of stars and galaxies; he projects himself into space, taking with him a 35 mm. camera.

He puts the lens to his forehead and photographs the sun, moon, Milky Way, Andromeda.

He has many boxes of these images.

To commune, deepest process of space, evolves toward more connection, complexity.

When I look at night sky, I touch inner space with heaven; plasma streams across borders.

Time is not blackness through which light travels, more like plasma.

Consciousness embodies it by acting self-referentially, not dualistically as in seeing, not seeing.

Through emotional attraction, mass affinity, tachyonic speed, we know bodies and radiance are interwoven; what we call originary is instant.

 

 

 

 

 

Jaguar

 

 

1

People around Abiquiu claim descent from the Pleiadians and their beloved animals.

We’ve always known relatives from other places, Andromedans, Orionites, Zeta-reticulans, Sirians.

Cosmic relations are expressed by our plaza, also in new homes we align with winter and summer light.

All around are invisible realities where contact may occur.

Some hear coyotes speaking in computer beeps; some entertain guests unaware.

Owls, for example, have one song beyond the range of our hearing, interleaved with multi-dimensional information.

A 4-D projection of this song generates a star.

I invite you to stand close tonight looking up, while our heart frequencies entrain, and we experience heart cognition, a kind of analytic thought oriented around images with feeling.

Associating memories attract light.

Your memory becomes an informational flow accessed through pathways or stories others share with others, that seem simple in daylight, though you may be traveling backward in time or forward by resonance into space.

That may be the only way to communicate with some others.

 

 

2

Where are you going? Where are you coming from?

I’m going to the stone circle at the end of my land; I’m going to collect seeds from primroses on the road, to look at some land to buy, to visit my friend, to visit my mother.

Crossing and re-crossing arroyos and mesas create a dense web between beings and home.

In the same way, the neural grid of an ecosystem continually adjusts to maintain, as light between the hearts of mother and daughter or light back and forth from stars maintains homeodynamics in space.

Our desire for light, for consciousness, is pulled from the transcendent domain of potentia by the needs of environment, herself.

 

 

3

When you were a baby, my friend painted the star beings who visited her as angels, Kachinas, very beautiful snakes.

She taught us to hold our connection with each other in a new geography that weaves stars with the ground.

Milky Way courses overhead; dark patches show against its foam, like divinations.

Earth is a node of intersections in our galaxy and beyond; she receives millions of tons of extra-terrestrial material a year as cosmic dust, meteorites, asteroids breaking up to scatter their bacteria and splashing ours back out.

All life forms are in potential genetic exchange; viruses transpose DNA between mosquitoes and humans, for example, or between plants and micro-organisms from space.

We symbiotically merge into more complex new species to stabilize earth’s self-organizing ecosystem, as a whole.

 

 

4

I describe consciousness as mother, earth, and the intelligence that shapes it.

It’s like an image of the moon on two different television sets.

The real moon exists in different space than our living room.

When we go outside at night, I’m nervous; I’m afraid for the animals; I mix consciousness with time, confuse time with what could happen.

I struggle for understanding beyond environmental fears and grief.

Consciousness is like the live-feed of a jaguar on two different video screens.

The real jaguar’s filmed in the rainforest, preparing her energies.

Before, I knew what to look for at night; I no longer know.

My fear offers new possibility, the way awareness can create.

Two birds perch in a constellation tree with the same name; one eats starfruit; the other looks on.

They’re together, which we recognize, like the sun and moon; one shines out; one waits for light.

Observing and observed universe are complementary aspects of their love.

 

 

Photograph © a.dombrowski 

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