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Pastimes : A Camphouse cupboard - My Notes to me

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From: Bill on the Hill6/22/2008 8:07:44 PM
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thirty minutes that amazed me.

today i rode to the edge of the deep ravine. i sat on the old root that rises from the ground and dives in again into the decomposed granite five feet downhill. it is still living and the cedar has fallen in half from a lightning strike. the split is weathered. probably happened ten years ago.

the cedar is still growing where the top fell ten feet farther downhill. it has twisted and grown upward towards the sun.

so i am sitting on the exposed root of this cedar and see one of those grass plants that has the long 5 inch seeds that we used to pick when we were children. they were sharp and if you learned how to hold on to the ends and fling them they would actually sting when you were on the receiving end.

we would have wars where those grass seeds were the only weapons allowed.

one of those beautiful plants is between my legs as i sit on the root.

so i pick a grass seed and pick my teeth with it. it was perfectly straight. made a wonderful toothpick. i usually walk around with a toothpick so i kept in my lips tucked into the corner of my lips. i could feel the barbs holding the seed from being pulled loose from my lips.

i sat there and watched the grass plant that mothered this seed between my legs. today was 85 degrees with a mild breeze which would change directions depending on where the clouds are at any moment. at this altitude the weather can change three times within a few hours.

anyway, the plant. the grass plant. i sat there and watched the grass plant respond to my leg. if the breeze quit blowing the grass plant would visibly move toward my leg from wherever the wind quit blowing it. it is hard to describe what happened in words.

i witnessed the life of this grass plant acting on an outside presence. and so i tried to watch the entire plant from above. the stalk of grass that held the seeds trying to attach to me went down to a tight clump of short leaves of grass about three inches long and each one curled to prevent loss of water. next to that seed stalk were two other that rose to a place below and between my legs. the stalks are about ten to twelve inches long with seeds evenly distributed in spaces between two stalks that touched at the base and by the time they reached the seeded area at ten inches or so height they were two inches apart. these three dimensional spaces had evenly distributed seed which reached out in all directions upward.

each one were pointing up at about a forty five degree minimum angle. the lower seeds were pointing out more than each corresponding seed which grew about a half in further up the stalk.

if the wind would blow lightly one seed would be blow towards another seed. you could see that once the seed being blown came close to another seed that seed would move equally distant from that seed and then back again. one moved at the same velocity at equal distance from the other in a rapid dance of seeds. this was not anything except a magnetic field dance. you could see it.

i have observed magnetic attraction toys for years so that i can understand this invisible field. i have made thousand of filings drawings using magnets. as a child i spent hours on my knees collecting cups of magnetic iron filings from sand around the house where we lived after rain storms when the sand flowed. i would take magnets laying under paper and observe how the fields would bend between multiple magnets and create wonderful patterns of interacting fields.

understanding electrical or magnetic field interaction i could understand the dance i witnessed. i was able to understand that what i witnessed was a complete electrical field action by this grass plant. it will require filming it. i was able to see something invisible about the plant.

the seed casings were amazingly beautiful. looking at a freshly picked seed they had a bright maroon stripe running down on edge of the long tapering shaft of the seed. its tip housed the seed itself and this casing for the seed at the other end was a very fine thin tail. at the time of picking this blade in my mouth was five inches long.

sitting here now about an hour and a half after picking it is about three inches long. during the drying of the seed its tail spun and it shrank from the seed outward it a counter clockwise spiral towards the tail. leaving a short straight spiral which is incredibly strong. like a spring it recoiled and dried.

this transformation of this seed and the life within its mother between my legs is the subject of the most amazing thirty minutes i have witnessed in a long time.

sit still for at least thirty minutes and observe what happens around you during that time. catch everything with your attention. i do this daily and nightly. sometimes the times involve added help to let me see things, sometimes they don't. doesn't matter which times they are because my reality is all that matters to me. it is mine and i have a right to think whatever i want. if i observe something and feel it is valid, i question it in the context of its relationship to the physical world and laws that we live within. i am doing this knowing that time shortens our attention span and we see things usually within our personal perception of time.

so help me jesus, mohammed or freud. plants are more than they appear.

i observed the electrical field of a plant working today. if i had a camera and would have filmed those thirty minutes i could i believe prove beyond a shadow of a doubt the plants are actually electrical living antenna. think of the tree trunk of a tree as a giant antenna. i think it is giving off a charge to the surrounding magnetic field of the earth. or it grows attracted by the field towards that magnetic field in order to collect what?

this could have a huge change on the way we view everything. if plants can effectively harvest that energy and photosynthesis a tree trunk from basic ingredients. what are we missing? could we effectively in a godlike way access this same slow tiny current to produce a current we can use?

the thirty minutes was amazing. life changing. i have to quickly find a way to record this on camera. condense the time and narrate an overview discussion of what we are seeing.

what is going on here. scientists will have an explanation for the curling of the seed as it dried. the angle of the barbs holding the seed firm. the quickness of the drying process and how selection of most likely to survive works with a seed as well as primates. these laws apply straight across the known physical world.

i understand that.

but this was another thing. to observe the plant working at its pace over a period of time. you begin to see the consciousness of genetic selection at work. its speed and place in its environment. acting in its natural world as an intruder, which is me, inserts itself into the plants world. watching its response to you. the plant wanted to use me to carry its life on. hitchhike onto me and carry its life on somewhere else.

i stuck the two seeds as momentos in my black cotton ron paul t-shirt i wore today. i like black to pick up as much solar heat as possible on a bike ride so i wear black. these mountain winds can still be chilly even at this time of year. 9 days ago the ground i was riding on had a hard freeze.

i got back to the house and the seed were still attached to my t-shirt. i could feel the tips of the seeds digging into my skin irritating it where they touched. i could imagine a bear getting one of these in his hide while eating berries reaching back and pulling it loose from her coat, eating the seed and later that day shitting the same seed out with hundreds of other berry seeds. perfect stew to grow grass seeds which when the grow will shelter the berry seeds for a few years till they root and try to grow.

genetic selection. this grass had evolved its own seed delivery system. just a hitchiker along the galaxy road on a rock called earth.

this goes on and on. all the plants go on and on. trying to grow. all of them. i think all of them are pulling in the energy themselves. turning this energy into cellulose fiber.

do not discount this. energy is energy. is it there? of course. is it harvestable? how do we use it? those questions need answers.

the field exists. the interactions of plants can prove it exists. how can it be harvested? what kind of antenna do we need and how do we build a cellulose generator? our own bio-cellulosic generator. let us grow a house.

damn we need some answers. this was an amazing thirty minutes.

i will have to do that again soon.
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