How do I say this? Everything is food and shit. Including us. Rationally, we all know this. We eat, and we know that our bodies don’t just mysteriously vanish when we die. Stuff out there eats all of the stuff we hold so dear to us.
There is other stuff that we hold more dear, and it doesn’t just mysteriously disappear either. Why is a fresh tomato better than one frozen and re-heated in the nuke box? Oh, you didn’t know that? I guess I should start at the beginning.
Try and notice living things around you today. Plants, dogs, humans, birds. Try to see – really see – what makes them different from the tables and cars and telephone poles that are not alive biologically. This thing you will see is also a very tasty food which those of us who are either smart or living in an agrarian society depend upon.
So where does this tasty food you are growing within you go when you kick the bucket on a rock climbing trip, or even more relevantly when you die peacefully in your sleep at age 92? Well, if everything eats… Some of you know where I’m going. Others, fasten your seatbelts.
The earth is a living organism from which grow all manner of ‘fruits’, like us bipedal mindjobs. Don’t believe me? Just increase your perception and sensing to encompass a billion or so years and every small change in the earth and all of its systems in that time. Then watch a hummingbird. But I digress. It is a little known fact that the moon is an active electrical system, and if the connections to the earth system are seen in perspective of the rhythms of life, the patterns become more clear. It sounds like a leap of logic, but it ain’t.
The moon draws complex energetic structures from the earth’s field into its matrix. A bold statement, indeed. Is this one I should flesh out further or are you spooked away from an apparent kook? Search Transient Lunar Phenomena and watch the patterns. But that’s not what matters, anyway. Remember that little thing about finding internal correspondences to outer conditions to reinforce the sensing of the oneness off all reality? It’s all you anyway. I’m just a messenger.
