a poetic perspective, we can see how our all of our ancient stories
generally conserve a metaphor that implies something like ‘the
gifts beneath the tree have neither name, nor end, and all of
them are yours’.
This is no accident — the minds from which such ‘stories’
emerge are the psybiocognitive result of something which living
systems themselves are consistently at miraculous labors to produce:
Upon careful examination, we can see that this form of
connectivity is elementally atemporal — it can (in
a variety of accessible ways) — ignore time by organismal
and cognitive reference to an elemental context in which
‘everything required is accessible to knowing’.
Unlike our expectations, ‘the best forms’ of connectivity
arise in activities far more alike with children’s games
than our sciences or philosophies or even our religions could ever
allow us to notice.
each of those ‘knowledge-ways’ I mentioned arose
from children’s games...
mean, what — was our species ‘born adult’?
it turns out, we are more ‘a transcharactered movement, a
unique expression and elaboration game’ than a thing —
so if we model ourselves as ‘things’, this damages our
minds, and our languages.