|The Crop Circle As Intelligence Inseminating Agent?|
Too, BEWARE! Anyone warning about crossing the line into "fantasy" is missing the point by the obligatory parsec! See, today's "fantasy" is ever tomorrow's "reality."
It remains, as Terence McKenna points out, "where's it writ large" that "talking monkeys" are supposed to feel comfortable with regard to having things "understood" and in tight little bags "all figured out," ...ever? See, a proper humility demands we avoid all hubris—not be too proudly secure in our hypothesis; at the end of the day that that hubris is likely BS. In other words, enjoy the "ride" and don't anticipate a "destination," it's proposed. You likely won’t get to your destination in the first place and, getting there, it's not what you would have thought, anyway, in the second. We're better to "Evolve" our understanding... as we go; enjoy the ride.
Also, do not dare to be bored! The philosophy provoking our "complicated hypothesis," apropos of a justified humility, has abundant validity and vitality. This is to say: more Plato! Less Aristotle!
Crop Circles: Sundry incarnations of "Doug and Dave," Gaia consciousness, or "crop-circling Mother-ships"? What do we know; we're talking monkeys! We're but a few countable breaths from veldt or savanna and humanity's entelechy is nonexistent where it is not wholly infantile. Read the papers. This explains our unwarranted smugness. We don't have it together. "We know not," as a species, "and know not... that we know not."
|A marriage of humanity and the divine...|
|You don't do this with a board and twine!|