So what does a whirligig know? Does it know it is a seed, or does it happily spin down from our trees without a thought that it is really about procreation? I just get can not get out of my mind the vision of humans blasting off the earth as unknowing whirligigs. But what is to grow out of this seed?
It would not make sense in the elegance of our natural system, that a seed could land only in inhospitable territory, as appears to surround us. So one might suppose, some how, some way, that hospitable territory for germination is much, much closer than we think. Either we are a seed in a way, and for something, that we can not comprehend, so are unable to evaluate whether or not any given environment is hospitable or not, or, what we think of as hospitable environments for germination are much closer than we think, either currently hidden, or a method for unlocking scale is much closer than we think, e.g., sci fi's "warp drive" may be more real and closer than we think.
It would not make sense in the elegance of our natural system, that a seed could land only in inhospitable territory, as appears to surround us. So one might suppose, some how, some way, that hospitable territory for germination is much, much closer than we think. Either we are a seed in a way, and for something, that we can not comprehend, so are unable to evaluate whether or not any given environment is hospitable or not, or, what we think of as hospitable environments for germination are much closer than we think, either currently hidden, or a method for unlocking scale is much closer than we think, e.g., sci fi's "warp drive" may be more real and closer than we think.
