"The foundation of empire is art and
Remove them or degrade them, and the empire is no more.
Empire follows art and not vice versa, as Englishmen suppose."
"Art is science made clear."
"What is art? Art
thou." - Mitar
powerful secret bubbling in cutting-edge circles
of high-octane scientists around the world. It would turn
Darwin on his head, prove Einstein wrong and expose
It would provoke cardinals, kings and corporations.
It would call into question everything we've been taught
to "know" and
point us gently in the direction of that ancient wisdom we deeply " feel".
that Nature has indeed evolved through the "survival of the fittest" -
but that the fittest for Life are those who embody the chemistry
of empathy and the ethic of oxytocin, not the parasitic strategies of
self-ish genes and the religion of violence.
what is "natural" and "evolves" is not always what is Life, but
also what is Death.
It shows that Life's language is not
"red in tooth and claw", but a synchronous electro-magnetic energy
the very young Earthbio species Homo sapiens sapiens
mal wees oor,
The secret discloses that Life favors not rigid hierarchies and orders
of discipline, but free-wheeling democracies and uncontrollable harmonies.
It demonstrates that we are not a chosen species, but
simply - and
amazingly - the DNA sisters and brothers
of every other living thing on this planet, including the
4-million-year-old bacteria whose viral progeny
are the brain and
body with which we read this page.
To acknowledge this secret could - if we so choose - drastically
alter the paradigm, the glasses, through which we view - and shape - our
reality: the Earth, the Universe, our society, our Selves. Not as
Newtonian machines to be mastered by top-down exploitation and
objectified by left brain phantoms called numbers, but as symbiotic
wholes to be understood by listening to and harmonizing with their
could turn our never-ending cycle of violence into the creative cycle
This secret is feared by that part of us that glories in empire and
revels in apocalyptic stories of annihilation: The Alpha.
It is loved by that part of us that glories in creation and revels in
Life: The Child.
The Artist. The I-magi-nation.
So whose reality will we follow?
Will it be Life's? Or will it be Death's?