I am a fertilised egg in the middle of the circle.
All I have to do is divide and grow, divide and grow, divide and grow …
And I do, and it’s lovely to be lifeforce.
What cells will turn into nerves, brain, eyes, lungs, kidneys, muscles, skin;
Is not my job. I don’t have a plan, only potential.
The swirling blankets; the morphic fields, danced by my friends,
are the patterns that have been repeated billion of times.
The patterns now forming me.
Tonight I got the impulse to dive into the water of our bodies.
The water molecules in my right now have been oceans, rivers, lakes, clouds, rain, snow, glaciers. I’m part of the planets water cycle.
Water is constantly moving through my body, in and out.
Bringing all its experiences right into my being, into being me.
The Earth is circulating in me, and I am floating all around the planet.
There is no unique biological matter. The difference between mud and humans is the way the atoms are organised.
It has taken me some time to grasp this. I’m used to viewing my body as made of a kind of living substance, some biological matter. Though I know, intellectually, that I only consist of oxygen, carbon, hydrogen, nitrogen and a bunch of other chemical elements.
When I follow the matter that makes up my body back in time, I end up at the birth of the Universe. My particles have a 14 billion years long unbroken history of being around.
When I follow the cells that make up my body back in time, I end up at the first common ancestor cell. The information about how to organise a living cell has a 3,7 billion years long history of passing on information.
The depth of history my body contains is twofold mindblowing.
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Tags: Biological, Deep History, Human body, Physical