Back to everyday reality.  Here we wait, in sitting duck land, not knowing where or when an attack may come, while our government maintains its focus o­n military action to bring down aggressors.  It looks like massive suffering may be needed for humanity to move to a next level of consciousness, where compassion supplants aggression.  All efforts of mine are pointed at finding and evoking gentle ways in which this might occur.

Yesterday, o­n TV, I heard talk of the off–chance that Saddam would accept asylum — and that for that to have any chance we'd have to make it enticing to him.  My mind went to a luxurious imprisonment, and the challenge that would be to our desire to get an eye for an eye.  Could we be OK with removing Saddam from being a threat to the world, and not punishing him in the process?  The example that would be could spur us to such wholesome thoughts as rehabilitating prisoners rather than hardening them, and other things that involve long–range thinking about the community's well being.  To substitute well-being for vengeance would be a major development.

With it looking like nothing but a paradigm shift could get us out of the mess we are in, listmember Walter Starck, in “What we need now is a synthesis into a new paradigm,” says, “Each major paradigm shift in science has required a new geometry, each has started with denial of unexplained phenomena and then their incorporation into a new understanding, each has been more counterintuitive and inclusive of consciousness than the last.  With their multidimensional geometry, their inexplicable nature, and their apparent links to some higher consciousness, crop circles could very well be a most important key to the opening of a new paradigm.”  Read that post and the piece of Walter's that's o­n top of it o­n the site, “The discovery of our true nature is the ultimate question for science, religion, and philosophy,” and we'll be in the very necessary conversation about the envelope we are in.  While we hold all fingers in the Iraq war dike, it's in this broader thinking that we could find ways for the world to change.  After I sent these two posts out this morning, listmember Linda Genutis emailed me: “Wow! This new stuff in from Walter Starck and your comments o­n this material are mind boggling!! Can't wait to finish reading all of it. I'm telling ya — your blog is the ultimate!”

For all that's been posted since the last Update, click o­n http://www.theconversation.org and scroll down to PILGER FILM, “Palestine is Still the Issue,” VINDICATED BY INDEPENDENT TELEVISION COMMISSION, which is the first new submission since then.  Work your way up from there.  Note SoundBites, in the right hand column, which have been added since your last Update.The piece about John Pilger's Palestine film is the second of three pieces in which this outstanding journalist is represented on the page.  The other new o­ne since your last Update, John Pilger after State of the Union speech, is a gut-wrenching projection of the consequences of an Iraq war.  It's from MediaLens — http://www.medialens.org — which is making seminal communications these days.  I encourage subscribing to their Media Alerts.  And, if you donate to causes, these dedicated people left the corporate world to do this service and can use financial help.  In fact, there are six things from Media Lens or about them o­n our page, which all show us where the press is coming from and how it has distorted our vision, as well as giving us profound insight into the nature of the reality that's being distorted.  They tear the veils from our eyes so we can see behind the establishment position that media people, even unconsciously, find themselves representing.

Our page of political ideas and of philosophy is interspersed with things to warm your heart — a flying U.S. flag show, a life-saving way someone handled a heart attack, a rebellion by 100 poets, a little sex (albeit a clean kind), and food for thought about where life came from and what we're doing here.  Click through to http://www.theconversation.org to find it all.  Also, I've posted some of the conversation I've been having with you.  If you'd like to chime in, email me: suzanne@mightycompanions.org.

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From: Allen Branson [me@allenbranson.com] [Allen has a site in development intended to be a focal point for advocacy for the crop circle phenomenon. We are lucky to newly have his webmaster help.]

Your thoughts o­n 8 Mile spark me to respond.

What keeps running through my head is, “Find the joy and the truth will reveal itself.” As you have said, the crop circles provide a glimpse into the deep and stunning beauty of the universe. 8 Mile took a very different tack in showing a beauty that is inherent in the struggle for life, and a glimpse of what could be if that energy were turned toward creativity rather than violence.

My feeling is that people are desperate for permission to dream again. The end result of our scientific advancement has been a world more mundane in many ways than we ever imagined. Propagation of such a myth is by no means o­nly done for consciously nefarious purposes. There is the fear of scientists that if the general public is allowed to dream of things, the funding for “legitimate research” (read “research that leads to a profitable product”) would become diffused.

Yet, there is this matter of joy and truth. Can a people in touch with the wonder, joy, beauty and mystery of this world allow the slaughtering of innocent Iraqis so that they can maintain the privilege of polluting their environment while stuck in rush hour traffic?

If the Pythagoreans were right when they stated, “Beauty is Truth; Truth is Beauty,” then the crop circle phenomenon is pointing us toward a great truth.

Suzanne to Allen

What a challenge to turn a world so pained to serious consideration of joy. A Maslow scale kind of thing. Joy is the biggest box, I think you could say. When you are all hooked up with the infinite and with each other, there joy is. It may be our birthright, but it's as difficult to come by as peace is despite the insanity of war.

Right o­n about the circles. It keeps washing over me how beautiful a source they are coming from. No way anything malevolent could be making those designs.

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This paper is a compliment to the last post — it was an attachment in the email Walter Starck sent (oceans are his bag).  We are delving into the mysteries.  Money may make the world go round, but how about what set this little globe spinning in the vast cosmic soup?  Read this for a sense of what is going o­n that is primordial.

CHANCE AND NECESSITY

How many coincidences does it take to make a reality?

by Walter Starck

Osprey Reef is an isolated atoll reef rising abruptly to the surface of the open ocean a hundred miles east of Cape York in the tropical northeast of Australia, well out in the Coral Sea. In the 1970’s and 80’s I visited there several times with my research vessel, El Torito. In those days it was rarely visited. For the occasional ship which passed through this remote area it was simply a hazard to be avoided. The diving was superb with crystal clear water, spectacular outer reef walls plunging vertically into the abyss and abundant marine life untouched by human influence.

On o­ne particular visit in the late 70’s we were anchored inside the reef in about 40 feet of water o­n the northwest side of the atoll. Wherever we dived in the area we encountered large (2-3 feet long) predatory snappers, Lutjanus bohar. They were equipped with prominent canine teeth and possessed of considerable curiosity regarding the strange new creatures in their midst. A few days passed and if anything they seemed to be getting bolder rather than less curious. Occasionally o­ne would even mouth some dangling or protruding part of our diving or photographic gear and it was not unthinkable that o­ne might just decide to sample an ear, hand, or other bit of our anatomy.

Sharks of several species were also abundant but somewhat less curious, or perhaps just more wary, than the snappers. After a few days o­ne of the photographers with us expressed a desire to use a dead fish as bait to get some close-up shark pictures. I knew from past experience that when spearfishing begins fish quickly become more wary so I decided to spear o­ne of the snappers for shark bait and hopefully make the other snappers a bit more afraid of us at the same time.

I cocked the speargun and swam down to the nearest large snapper. As I headed toward him he began to move away. This was not surprising. When a big animal heads purposefully toward you, you move out. He was about 6 feet from the tip of my outstretched speargun when I fired. The spear hit him amidships and abruptly stopped, embedded in the heavy backbone. He struggled away and I headed for the surface. The line from the spear to the gun came taut. For a moment the snapper struggled against the resistance; then the spear pulled out. Unable to penetrate fully, the folding barbs had not opened.

I quickly re-cocked the gun and chased after him. Despite his injury he was still faster than I was and slowly pulled away, disappearing out into the deeper part of the lagoon. The lagoon is vast and away from the reef the bottom is blanketed in fine silt. Near the bottom the water was turbid and visibility limited. There was simply no chance of finding the injured fish. These things happen. Injured animals escape from predators. Some die. Some recover.

Reluctantly, I decided to go for another snapper, resolving to fire o­nly at point blank range where despite any bones in the way the spear would go right through. Try as I might, even by wile and deception, I could not get anywhere near another snapper. Oh well, thought I, I’ll just hop in the outboard and buzz over to a patch reef about a mile away and get o­ne there. Same story. They were there, but I couldn’t get anywhere near o­ne. I went to another patch reef a mile further away. Ditto. I came back to where El Torito was anchored and tried again. They hadn’t forgotten anything. I gave up.

For the snappers within eyesight or perhaps even hearing when I speared the first o­ne it is not too hard to accept some form of learning by direct experience and/or by taking a cue from the behavior of others. For the o­nes a mile or two away, however, this explanation is hard to imagine. Perhaps it was just coincidence. This is the stock answer for anything that does not comfortably fit within the scientific paradigm.

Science has proven to be the most powerful of all the means humans have yet devised to explore and explain our world. Despite its power, however, its realm of understanding is still far from complete. Science is an island of knowledge in a sea of ignorance. We throw out our lines of inquiry and pull in bits and pieces to add to the island, but out in the sea there is still much that is o­nly dimly glimpsed and beyond that undoubtedly much more totally beyond our awareness.

Take consciousness for example. There is no scientific explanation for how a particular configuration of matter embodies consciousness. We can’t prove scientifically where it is located, either in space or in time or in any assemblies of matter. We can’t measure it or even prove scientifically it exists at all. Despite the lack of scientific evidence we do not need expert opinion or scientific proof to know it does exist. We know that from direct experience. The lack of a scientific explanation for it doesn’t mean it does not exist. It simply means that scientifically speaking it is still out there, o­nly dimly glimpsed by science, in that unknown sea. It also means that we and our universe are much more wondrous than we might choose to imagine.

An isolated glimpse of anything may leave a legitimate doubt as to its existence, but when something is repeatedly observed or stretches the limits of improbability toward the infinite we had best accept something real is happening. How many coincidences does it take to make a reality?

My experience with the snappers was not an isolated o­ne. It was just a particularly clear o­ne. When a new danger appears, animals “learn” to avoid it. Examples are plentiful. Rat traps and poison are o­nly effective for a short time and are then avoided.

In the Florida Keys fishing from bridges is a popular pastime. So much so that some locations are fished close to 24 hours a day, 365 days a year. o­ne might expect that such spots would be fished out or at least sustained o­nly by piscine passers by. Under these bridges, however, there are often dense schools of various resident fishes totally ignoring a dangling smorgasbord of baits and lures.

There and elsewhere it a common pattern for new fishing lures or baits or techniques to be introduced and prove very effective for a short time. Then, as they become popular and widely used, they become markedly less effective. Conversely, old, no longer used methods can sometimes be revived and again prove effective for a time.

In tropical Australia, Cane Toads (Bufo marinus) were introduced in an attempt to control a beetle which was a problem for the sugar cane industry. Having arrived in the Promised Land they immediately gave up beetle eating for a variety of more delectable local wildlife. At first they grew to gigantic (for a toad) size and, protected by poison glands, suffered little from predation. Be fruitful and multiply has been their motto and they now call about a quarter of the continent home.

As they spread into new areas, birds, snakes, and other naive predators found the newcomers easy prey. This illusion was short lived. The toad’s poison either ended the taste for toad or the life of the toad tasters. Their range expanded inexorably. For years, academic biologists, envirocrats and ecofreaks predicted catastrophe. The reality has been quite different.

In a short while, predators learned to leave the toads alone or to avoid the toxin which is secreted by glands at the back of the head. After a few years, the size and number of toads in an area declines and a new balance seems to emerge. Despite the claims of the doomscryers, the toads are now widespread and no serious ecological consequences are apparent.

Somehow, if a new danger which is recognizable and avoidable, presents itself, animals seem to quickly learn about it. Undoubtedly, learning from personal experience, taking cues from the behavior of other individuals and natural selection all play a role in this process. In some instances, however, the speed and comprehensiveness of the process stretch the credibility of such explanations. It is almost as if some telepathic or mass mind phenomenon was involved.

A short while after that experience with the snappers at Osprey Reef, I came across what is probably the most remarkable scientific paper I have yet encountered in nearly 50 years of reading scientific literature. It was published in Science, that august journal of the American Association for the Advancement of Science. It was remarkable in content and equally so for the casual way in which it presented information of profound implication and then brushed it aside as remarkable coincidence.

The paper in Science was a report o­n a long-term study by a team of researchers at the University of Minnesota. Their investigation involves a detailed examination of identical twins who have been reared apart. Besides the physical similarities between them, the investigators also found striking similarities in intelligence, personality and psychological parameters, despite very different environmental influences.

Even more remarkable than the physical and psychological similarities of the twins, however, were the remarkable “coincidences” the researchers encountered, such as the female twins who were brought together for the first time at the age of 39 years. Both wore dresses with the same floral pattern. Both had seven rings o­n their fingers, two bracelets o­n o­ne wrist and a watch and bracelet o­n the other. Then there were the male twins, unknown to o­ne another until the researchers tracked them down, who were both deputy sheriffs in Ohio. Both vacationed in Florida and stayed at the same resort, though not at the same time. Both drove Chevrolets, both had dogs named Toy. Both married and divorced women named Linda and remarried, women named Betty. Their sons were named James Allan and James Alan. Both had hemorrhoids and identical pulse and blood pressure. Both had put o­n 10 pounds for no apparent reason at the same time. Both had the same pattern of headaches, etc.

This study continues, and over the years several dozen pairs of identical twins reared apart have been investigated. The “remarkable coincidences” continue to crop up. It is difficult to imagine either genetic or environmental factors that could satisfactorily explain such coincidences and nobody has suggested any. Dismissing them simply as coincidence, however, presents an even bigger problem if you wish to keep probability somewhere this side of infinity. Coincidence is a cop out. The Too Hard basket would be more honest. Undoubtedly there is a real phenomenon involved. The question is what?

It is pretty hard to avoid consideration of some kind of link in consciousness being involved. Is such a thing possible within the framework of the scientific paradigm? As there is no scientific explanation, definition, law, or theory of consciousness, we cannot say anything is either possible or impossible. We can o­nly say it is not impossible.

In today’s world, science for some has become a form of fundamentalist religion. Not an open-ended system of inquiry, but a closed body of doctrine and dogma. This is epitomized in the book by John Horgan, The End of Science, which contends that scientific discovery is effectively complete. All the major scientific discoveries have been made and all that is left is filling in more and more details. Needless to say, thinking of this ilk is not receptive to radical new ideas or consideration of anything which might imply that science is less than complete. For such minds, science has become a belief based o­n a limited conception of science concocted from a self-edited selection of scientific knowledge and unsupported claims of certainty and completeness.

At the leading edge of scientific thinking, however, the picture is very different. Concepts such as emergent qualities which cannot be understood by reductionist analysis, relationship of events at a distance without local causation, and the inextricable relationship of the observer and the observed are very much a part of the scientific paradigm. At the subatomic level, the certainty of Newtonian mechanics acting o­n a material world is replaced by the iffy probabilities of quantum mechanics ruling a realm where reality may be influenced by the act of observation.

DNA, the stuff of life, exists in a quantum world. Identical twins are derived from identical DNA replicating from the same molecular source. That they may retain some quantum resonance is not really surprising. All life is genetically related to a greater or lesser degree. We share 95% of our genetic structure with chimpanzees. If identical twins are linked in consciousness in some way, then all consciousness probably is to varying degree.

While all this may be uncertain to you or I at this time, it is far from academic. The discovery of our true nature is the ultimate question for science, religion and philosophy. The answer to that question is of the most profound import. The true age of discovery is o­nly beginning.

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