Friday, December 1, 2017

Synchrobiosis





Synchronicity = symbiosis.

Let me explain...

You are a multiorganism made of up to 40 trillion cells, mostly bacterial. Life perpetuates life, every cell in there has a vested interest in reproducing, from your brain to your gut.

Here's another way to think of it: are the farmers farming the plants, or are the plants farming the farmers? It's both!

So what about synchronicity, i.e. those weird synchronous communicative experiences that happen in a bubble, sometimes with inanimate objects, and can never be articulated to others in a way that re-materializes those experiences?

Well, just today I had a major panic, and it turns out my fiance was having trouble focusing and was in panic mode at work without my knowledge (she struggles a lot with it). My friend sent me a song at just the moment my panic nearly lapsed my calm judgment, and I immediately came to the conclusion to deliver her lunch at work. There's a million and one reasons backing me on this feeling that I feel too vulnerable to explain as to why I was tuned to it, but the presence of it was as if in the room with me. Her seeing me and getting lunch calmed her, and I could feel that wash of relief hit me only after I gave her the food and told her I was a bit worried. She texted me after that exchange and told me she was indeed in a panic state until she saw me, in spite of me having no obvious metric, as she was absolutely fine in the early morning by most accounts. This ain't co-dependence either, to be sure.


That depth on my part let me communicate and mend on a seemingly irrational level. Not only did I respond correctly to these emotions, my friend reached me at the very right moment, with this song: https://soundcloud.com/coast-modern/guru-1

We're all taking care of each other, plain and simple, and it's not purely articulated depending on how we listen. Negative impulses will take care of each other just the same, your pain in your gut from your sugar intake is that sugar-fueled biome needing more to continue its biome, but at the cost of the rest of your health. It communicates, you ignore, it takes over what it needs - enough of your eating habits - in spite of knowing better alternatives that produce better long-term and daily health. This isn't completely proven in science but it's a damn real phenomenon to me.

Mothers express themselves on such a subtle physiological level with their children they aren't even always conscious of their subtle movements and responses to their child. In today's world that nurturance can be easily poisoned with ill-intentions in developmental phases, and they become vectors for it rather than moral creative individuals. Feminine psychology is all about this, and it's certainly not exclusive to women. Consciousness can leave the better parts of us due to fear and pain from disconnection, it's like an ocean we, the creative individual, stay afloat on no matter the conditions. What is articulated by us is what we caught in that ocean or what bubbled up and we decided to pull out.

My conclusion? If every moment spawned cosmic infinitudes of intentions from our reflections that we or others then choose to follow or deny, I'd want to make sure I was aligned with nothing but joy, wonder, and good health, as that's what was granted to me to experience this life in its fullest. I'd express as much gratitude as possible and give life everywhere I go, because others need it like I need it.

This week has been my first major experiment with that, and I have to say the connections I've made have been profound, even in just the twinkle in the eyes of some passers-by I gave real smile and a nod to. You have that power, fucking use it for what you were made for - to be a friend to evolution and a mender of a trillion wounds - but not your sugary gut biome's wounds (unless they're the wounds made on your body by the sugary gut biome as you replace it) - i.e. BE CAREFUL because there's a lot of necessary pain but also a lot more unnecessary pain. We have a universe backing us, let's back it in response and nobody's contrived empires in its stead.

Magic is real, abstractly it's that ability to see each other in the mirrors by how we can or want to see. The mirrors are the communication pathways between us (or sometimes in our way). It's only best-fueled with absolute gratitude and a sharp sense of reality - because that's all you got in defense of yourself and, for me, all the others. I want my life to be an expression of that gratitude, and I hope I find it as continually rewarding as this week's been as I learn to work harder, but it won't look how you might think it will in the end - I gotta be smooth about it after all.

This is what I'm working on, call it my application of gratitude-powered Emergence Theory: https://dontpanicsell.com/2017/08/10/infauxbyte-roots/ 

You owe it to yourself to hear these people out, promise this isn't cult shit, maybe occult but that's the joke:

Stephan Hoeller on Synchronicity
A very sober discussion of gratitude and magic between a really neat lady and my favorite internet occultist, Psyched Sorcerer (now the Grand Infinity):


*PHILOSOFLEXIN*


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