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The Soil Suposedtobe Live
Enigmatic.
There's a problem with our overstuffed gossip brains. One moment of quiet and the electrons go flowing into new circuits causing us to furnish conclusions that don't exist anywhere in reality but help us to fill in for that gnawing ache of just not knowing.
Every now and then I'm able to get away from that, not because of vast
superiority to all other humans on earth, but because of something really surprising. Because I'm ordinary. There's also something equally
surprising and that's that being ordinary among humans is really something because actually everyone's quite
extraordinary.
But come on now. We cheapen ourselves when we place easy fill-ins where hard work of observation must be put. Easily said that there's nothing more to this third rock from that mediocre star out there, the sun, but cold scientific physics. It's much better for us to be honest like old Socrates and admit as he did that "...at last I have come to the conclusion that I know nothing.".
So there's aesthetics. If you go overboard on the science bit, thinking you know -- what? -- it all. That's right. That kills the incredible beauty of it all. That kills the greater message. What I call the principle of necessary uniqueness. That no two planets are the same and no two atoms of the same substance are the same and no two quarks are the same and
definitely no two bucky balls are the same, nerd brain!
So I've walked the planet in at least seventeen countries when I stopped counting and was more driven by the beauty than the science even though the
science was totally fascinating and I began to persuade myself the truth of the matter, even though I couldn't really understand, that, "hey... this thing's alive. It's got to be some sort of lithospheric multiorganism of some kind that in it's entirety acts as a functioning life form."
That's nothing surprising. The thought must have occurred to lots of others. But one thing hasn't. The flow of essentials throughout the biosphere, such as water. Water you talking about. You look at a human-dominated planet and you see two desert doughnuts circling the globe. The human blessing is turning into a human infection.
Copyright (c) 2005 by Paul A. L. Hall. All rights reserved.
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