The dream that there are men and women elsewhere in the universe, alleviating the final prison of human loneliness, dies hard. This sort of facile and optimistic thinking should be discouraged; the idea of saviors from the great beyond sharing similar souls.Whatever may have been, some sort of fleeting connection within the chance-filled course of genetics is a path to a prison of no return. At best. Doors swing shut on evolving organisms. It can only press onward along a pre-set course, a given road that fixes a destiny that is both irrevocable whether walked freely down or dragged kicking and crying.
We do live in a people centered age. A “me myself and I” centered age. One that metaphorically is consistent in its rhetoric with the belief that the sun revolves around the earth. The conclusion of most contemporary science is that the question as to which is our planetary center, sun versus earth, could be conceived as being without definitive answer since they each share scientific validity.Mystics like Kabbalists, on the other hand, dealing with a hierarchy of being, an Ultimate Source which permeates and transcends an entire, complete system of being and not-being, and then working down by means of a systematic, interlinked chain, as evolution explains, fast-rack genetic mutation of multiple universes that crash and hopefully not burn at our rock-bottom physical and limited world of materiality as going concern. However, none of this is within the pale of the physical sciences, which need to rationalize and measure phenomena and their effects.
Nothing is overly black and white. Though basic primate stock exists in both the Old World and South America, things could be said to have gone quite differently. There are no great apes in the New World, no evidence of ground dwelling experiments. It was the end of another experiment that did not lead to humans, though it began within the same order from which we ostensibly sprang. Another world gone astray from the human direction. If humans are so ubiquitous, so easy to produce, why did two great continental laboratories, Australia and South America, “worlds” indeed, fail to reproduce us? Perhaps the random element is always present, circumstances differ in infinite particulars, a situation comparable to not a single, identical cast of dice. Nature gambles, but with constantly new and altering dice. ( to be continued)…