As I wrote yesterday, the idea I want to get across, that I want to write an entire collection of poetry about because it’s too large and complex to get into one poem, has to do with the growth and evolution of human consciousness, and the spark of intellectual curiousity and how magic, religion, science and art were, at the dawn of intelligence, not necessarily differentiated, and animal shrieks and natural bodily reactions, such as widening of eyes, raising of hands, shifting of balance gradually became words, and words became oral history, and then somebody came along and invented an alphabet and things got written down and their were records and history and then eventually, thank his noodly appendages, fiction and gradually things began to solidify, stories became legends, then fairy tales, then a part of the human psyche, then somebody invented the printing press, then somebody invented the computer and now we have a swiftly developing universe which is entirely imaginary, or maybe something between imaginary and real, the noosphere, and we need to build a bridge out to it, find some kind of transition to it.
My plan was to write today’s blog and add to that, because I want to write something that actually raises consciousness to a different level, but I read it through, and that about covers it. Except possibly adding some detail about the choices of futures we have in front of us, where do we go from here, how does the real world relate to the noosphere, how do we want it to relate, what is the next stage in human consciousness and how do we get to there from here.
It’s a rich source of ideas, when put like that.
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