Thoughts on High Strangeness

I have no idea what this creature is, but you try telling me it's not more energy than matter...

Today is sort of a reflection, reaction, journal entry about Mari's videos the last couple of days. Enjoy!

First off, I very much enjoyed Mari's video today about Ekata. I smiled at how life can be very much like a Douglas Adams story in space. Which makes my soul pleased and excited. Part of why I loved his Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy stories so much is because the energy (and ideas) of what he wrote felt very true and my soul liked to remind me of that. That a cetacean could spontaneously develop language skills as it falls through the air. Or that a bowl of petunias could reveal the nature of reincarnation. Or that there could be mattress creatures that burble and squelch in happiness in their swamp, dreaming of the world outside of their planet. Or that ships, doors, and droids could have personalities programmed into them.

I also laughed at the idea of garden slugs being masters of the universe. Not because it sounds impossible, but because I could feel the tongue-in-cheek humor Mari was feeling when she wrote that. You never know!

Do I want to meet Ekata? Hmm. I would rather not seek it out deliberately.

Seeking enlightenment from another being seems like it comes with the same sort of "disclaimer" as consuming plants to explore your innermost reaches. I feel there is nothing wrong with it inherently, but I could see how it could become an excuse to level up oneself externally rather than internally. Just...it's enlightenment according to the perspective of a space slug. Things are changed according to its perspective rather than your own. According to what would make a future better for itself.

And if it's the last of its kind and it knows that, then naturally such changes would reflect a desire to generate an environment better for more space slugs to develop. Which may not be a future better for Lyrians. Or maybe it is. You see?

That's what makes me not want to seek out such a being deliberately. I'm sure there are other beings like it out there. There's a lot of life in space. Where there's one, there's many, is my thinking. There may be one last hyperconnected space slug, but I believe it is not the only being that is hyperconnected like that.

There are trees like that. Like Eywa from the movie Avatar, and some of them live in M45 as consciousness antennas for the planet's "soul". Sea creatures that are like that--creatures that could not be classed by the scientific taxonomy on Earth. Deep sea creatures that live on Europa where the pressure, darkness, and isolation have made them reach inside to reach outside. They are interstellar without ever leaving Europa. There are many species that are like that on their planets and moons, because they are the planet or the moon. They are the consciousness of that stellar object manifested in a species, and therefore, they are interstellar because they are that interstellar object.

And I bet also there are interstellar species that don't use spaceships to be interstellar. I'm seeing these crustacean creatures that like to live in asteroid belts and inhabit rocks. They drift from system to system on those like crustaceans on beds of seaweed floating on the currents in an ocean. Space is just a different type of ocean.

Hmm and just like there are creatures that live around volcanoes in the astral, there are creatures that live around the centers of stars and in the jets of blackholes. Why not? Anything is possible. The higher pressure the environment, the more energetic a being becomes since a physical shape would not be supported.

​All right, another setting for next "incarnation", live for thousands of years so I can experience as many strange things and creatures during a stellar lifetime as possible. I'm talking a quasi-Douglas Adams experience, soul. Got it? Quasi, though. I don't think I want to go full blown turning into a penguin while the ship engines malfunction. Or maybe I do and my ego is trying to protect me a little here. So long as it's not permanent.

"Ford...you're turning into a penguin. Stop it."

Anyway, Mari, when you say "things can get very strange out here" all that does is make me excited. All that does is make my soul go "yes, yes they can" with a sort of giggly excitement that reminds me somewhat of an unbalanced mental patient. Things that bring me soul fulfillment: high strangeness.

Which is probably why when strange things happen here (like my phonograph starting to wobble out of existence or a lamp turning into both a vulture and a lamp), I don't tend to run away in terror but want to go take a closer look. Earth and Earthlike matrices have a low threshold for high strangeness. It takes a lot of energy to make that breakthrough the tendency for the Matrix to normalize it, and when there is a breakthrough, it only lasts a few seconds. Bummer.

Anytime that happens, though, my soul is hungry. "More, please."

I thank you for your time. I love you. Adiamas.

--Kyriel