‘You are a child. You realize there are degrees of intelligence. So you begin to listen, in a very personal and perhaps superstitious way…. a way that involves your »esthetics… your interior senses of the flavor, color, meaning or value of the »character of … something/one/where…
You send signals of intelligence out. And you wait. Just like our species does. Naively. No matter how advanced you may have become, your first signals will be baby talk. You send them to the world, to the sky. Into Time. You make and hope to receive…
… Signals Toward Intelligence.
Your baby talk is charming. It’s childlike. Small. High-pitched. HF.
But as an adult you quickly learn, that timeSpace is like a jungle. When a baby cries, 5 exotic predators…. salivate. And begin to »hunt.
Eventually you realize that it’s better to receive. It’s safer. So you look in literature. Art. Music. Performance. Craft. You look for prodigies.
Because you are prodigy. Embodied.
Fundamentally.”
— to be continued
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