February 25, 2013
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strawberry blondes and downtown animal life
recently i was graced with the unmerited gift of being able to spend the day with a person who will always be special to me as an individual. we both were easily caught into the sense that the 20 or more years of absence from each others lives was a fleeting fancy and were as we always were. two intelligent people discussing the foibles of modern existence.
our conversation went all over like it would when we were two teenage lovers, pretty much leaving nothing uncovered and a lot unsaid. let it be known i cant thank destiny or her enough for that day.things like this place me on earth, remind me that in my juggled angst, i too am just a monkey on earth.
one of our subjects went to how we both were aspiring animal activists in our youth. i told her that science, is the one true animal activist thing there is on earth. science , i said seeks a true intimacy with the universe and basically only a paleontologist or animal behaviorist can tell or for that matter truly understand the intricate nature of the world we live in.
yet, i said there is this problem when it comes to our mind as a society or collective whole. we just don’t understand the universe doesn’t run according to our vision. admittedly i know that what i say is deceptively vague and i also know that to some degree myself and everyone else is an unwilling participant in this demise. It seems that there is really nothing we can do, in a way , we have made ourselves the guinea pig for our imaginative designs.the kind of action required is easily quashed by hyper obedient representatives of the major players toward this deranged dante-sian fantasy and just like Dante’s fantasy, the comedy is quickly fleeting and unrecognizable.
one of the most peculiar things about our species, which my studies had certainly made prominent is this incredible desire and need for the human race not to be alone. we desire company so strongly and so much, that the greatest source of death and major killer of our species revolves around the supposed communication with ‘other’ species , be it supernatural or fantastical or any variation that may self serve in between.we envy the animals for just accepting their fate, as it seems. just going with nature on nature’s terms. we desire that so much that we enslave animals, with burgeoning attributes that at a later date, in the order of millions of years , would probably proximate the magnificence of our species.
please make no mistake, on earth there has never been more profound a species as our own. this isn’t an ego serving statement, it is a truth.but it comes at such a horrible price. we are aware of this, we are terrified by our ability constantly and so we seek companions in the stars , hoping their version will give us direction.like kant would say, we have nothing to base ourselves on and we seem to be failing badly. all one needs to do is look at the fact that even in primordial times the major component for many extincts during the existence of our species , was ourselves. the giant sloth,horses on north America, which is believed to be their place of origin.the branch of argentavius magnifecens, an eagle with a immense wingspan, its branch off species, surviving into the 14 century dependent on a single source of food, a large flightless bird, which we found good to eat, eradicating the flightless birds, destroyed this eagle. it no longer exists , save in the occasional musing of a crypt-zoological articles.
but we are desperate, because many don’t even understand realistically what extinction means.the conditioning of our industrialization has told us that we are a machine, i see it all the time. people really think their brain is a computer,that the body is a machine that runs on fuels and that we are electric.
we are nothing like a machine, we don’t run on electric the human mind is not a computer.
we are the miracle that is shared with all other life, of these incredibly resourceful animals. single cell colonies that have gone so incredibly far and so incredibly complex in their design and function.when a person refers to themselves as an individual, it is really a plural. each and every single one of the cells that make my body and existence can be traced both back into prehistory and to modern existing variations that live as all animals . freely and in the wild.
the machine concept, really is just the action of making your own handy stick instead of looking for one constantly to manifest a lever. but levers are not an advanced concept at all to single celled organisms.many lichens or bacteria and even microbes will use this effect to fracture rocks, causing the degradation of the rock surface.simply by the physical law that matter can not occupy the same place as matter.which, in objectivity, is an application of a lever.rather advanced one too.
the electric concept is not anything like they say it is, it is a relay system, where cells, which communicate through chemicals, makes sense since they originated in aqueous solution, constantly trigger a fight or flight condition. the musculature reacts to the acid, attempting to evade, the nerves secrete the acid to cause the effect.the whole exchange is electrical because of the two chemicals that are exchanged.only because of the fact that acids are either missing or have an extra electron or neutron, which causes the surrounding matter to try and equalize it out.either by the chemical species grabbing the free ones from surrounding matter or vice versa.the energy is relevant to electricity, along emf and other nuclear ideas.
point is, it isn’t a wire and a battery, but an incredibly complex relay system that through ages of these cells symbiotic states have evolved into a incredibly detailed and informative system. all really to either enable the colony to evade or near or inform the members of the colony that are inside and devoid of outer contact what is going on. the brain is one branch of this colony, that never sees the outside and relies heavily on the transmission of information through this relay system.
the brain, is not a computer, it is a subsidiary of the greater colony within us that individually seeks to keep the colony running smoothly and can individually or as a whole communicate to the other species that are present in our whole. it is a translator, you may say, that sends information that the nerves of the hand , report and informs the muscles to not squeeze too tightly, as the sense of touch, as reported by the nerves say that the object may not be firm enough to withstand pressure.the nerves of the hand operate of their own accord in response to the information.the communication between the mind and the hand are such that as the hand which can not see, is being informed that the eyes , which can see light, a variation of plant single celled animals that has evolved magnificently to exploit this ability are informing the brain in its language the proper effect the mind recognizes through retrial…i can go on as you see.. this is not a human only thing. all animals both single cell and colony have similar or sometimes even more advanced ability.depending on that colony or cell’s particular foraging strategy and source of energy.
people say that it doesn’t mean anything in the modern world to know this stuff , it doesn’t put food on the table or help us solve our self created mayhem. i am always forced to agree, because, we don’t live in the real world. most addicts give me that serious look about how life has done them so wrong and they have x-amount of kids and their lives went horribly wrong, i know..i am a recovered one. but funny thing is, if i lived in the real world, the one that apparently doesn’t matter, then i would have probably puked my brains out the first time i got drunk and never go back. animals, apparently don’t understand the importance of such things. the main reason i was into drugs and booze, being my insecurities as a teen and inability to feel part of society would be more or less not even really relevant in nature, which would pretty much have a system of entitlement or something of the sort setup. as an anthropology student, i can certainly state an opposite to anything the human race considers important and cleanly show it is irrelevant. but this is the game for sociology ,whose concern is to be right,when the rest is wrong and i cant be bothered with monkey games.
science, is our only true diplomat to the world of animals and ourselves, but industry and naive people ,programmed by human wants and emotions and human enforced habitation constantly infect the natural world with their own anxieties. all it takes is a little anthropomorphic ‘cute eye’ syndrome from puppy of choice to understand what i mean there.
i cut myself off, i can go on and on about biology about the incredibly fascinating stuff out there and what the real world is really like. i can delineate exactly why we have to stop things on various animals and why we have to actively intervene on others, with pure knowledge and pure understanding. i kid you all not. this love of animals, life, biology and existence came to me in grade 5, when i had to dissect an earth worm. an animal i would plant on a hook and toss unabashedly into the drink to snag it’s predator. there i was, looking at the multiple heart chambers, fathoming how it breathes just like us, only its lung is through the skin, that it has to keep it moist like we our lungs and that the reason they come out of the holes is because they will drown, the miracle of this incredible animal which has lived longer and mastered both land and sea, long before my land form came into being , requiring the skeleton to anchor my musculature on to orchestrate through visual and nerve relay the ability of conscious motion.here is this thing that is so ancient that there are no fossils that explain how it came to being, it simply is too old , with no hard parts. i remember i swooned..it all hit me at that moment. i have never been the same since.
