I have seen beings, alternately as thousands of particles piled up, floating,
like a cloud, composed of countless microscopic beings, and as unique individuals, just as light is both wave and particle, depending on the mode of observation, beings are the millions of micro-elements that float together or the individual beings we are accustomed to considering, depending on the speed with which our habits of perception settle between our consciousness and these “beings.”
If we were to slow down the processes of perception into a cloud of substances, we would see these myriad particles.
I know that we are only cells, yet I feel the force of agglomeration that guides this whole toward unity.
Is it simply a protection of consciousness, on the part of that which perceives the other and perceives itself?
In which case, consciousness would be the master substrate of these illusory arrangements.
Last night, I saw both of these modes of existence: the clod of earth and the dust.
The aggregating factor, that which allowed for one or the other perception, was within me and faltered, like an ongoing learning process during which one reaches, by trial and error, a higher level of understanding before reconstructing the path that leads there in a more structured way.
This leap to the next level takes place at night.
Reconstructing the Path in these notebooks…
Notes & Silence 