A casual aside glance at my bookshelf spotted one page of hand-printed Adam dated April 8/9th, 1999 hanging by a thread out from a whole mess of other older Adam writings; the only piece of paper sticking out, and I haven't a clue as to why or how this one sheet got itself singled out and pushed out of the pack. Curious, I pulled it the rest of the way out and was quite surprised to read of what I was thinking 9 years ago; and here goes: I will copy verbatum.
“To anybody and everybody and yes: mom, too. Belief or fantasy? It's your call.
At the molecular level (or atomic level, if you will or must), the biosphere of earth (as an integrated part of the overall universe) functions with a totality of interrelationship that, although, in the 'physical' sense: electro-magnetically-chemically, one could guess . . . one can only guess at the 'spiritual' dimension . . . earth, as each of its living parts, has . . . must have a consciousness. As in a hive of bees, the hill of ants, 10,000 flying ducks, or schooling fish . . . we too are all with a common consciousness of similar purposes to those driving their whole collective. As in these examples, one could hypothesize that all of earth's biomasses similarly have some sort of 'collective consciousness, although it was JUNG, I believe it was, used 'subconscious' in place of consciousness . . . semantics?) Functioning as a whole, each bit of chemical, with its charges, its magnetic influences, exists to fulfill a destiny, seemingly maybe unique in and to its individuality, but beyond that, has just got to also have its role in prolonging earth's existence as well.
Many, I believe, have thought of earth's resource as finite. I'm sure that you know this is false. Each day, untold tons of chemicals (and neurons, protons, photons, etc.) arrive into our sphere of influence. Things meteorlogical—logical: key part of that word—hydrogens, oxygen, carbon, iron, etc., etc., space dust. . .
Anyway: We are coalesced into this human form from and for whatever many and various rationales . . . assembled from all the millions, if not billions or trillions of our parts, each with its 'mission', its memory, its 'spirit,' its 'soul' . . .assembled with our consciousness perfectly already extant. As we divide and multiply, so do our abilities for elaboration of thought, memory, re-memory, and god-only-knows what all else goes on within that other 80-90% of our brain that we so-called supposedly don't use . . . HA!! We use it. Our puny conscious' consciousness just is too limited to be able to sense (consciously, that is) all of what our body/brain is doing and responding to . . . at all every single micro-second and milli-second of our lives. I've heard 'cutting edge' published respected physicists lately talking in terms of 10 or twelve dimensions and can believe their not-so-farfetched theorizings. Even though Jerit tries to remind me that it is an it rather than a gendered god, I prefer 'goddess-only-knows' over god-only-knows . . . (This was a letter to the Fourman family in response to the Paul Fourman ceremonial memorial that I could not attend) Anyway: All of Paul will be reborn/re-used/recycled, as it were. Of this I have no doubt. We all live over and over and over throughout eternity. Our bits and pieces are never without purpose in support of earth's continuum. Does your atheism allow for this? Yes: We have lost Paul, but he is not lost to earth.”
Pretty weird, huh? I am just going to save this in the computer anyway, although I probably should just delete it and move on forward. Have you found out that hydrogen (and oxygen) molecules are released from their bond with oxygen at where water makes contact with the chemical: titanium dioxide?
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