Hmm{m}…

the mic that wouldn’t drop (until it did/does/will)

A question, I have. It’s coming. At the end.

About midway through the summary of my copy [and I suspect many others] on a paperback edition of Carl Sagan’s heretofore tragically undervalued gift to humanity, directly following a comma that succeeds Neil deGrasse Tyson’s name, it reads (and I quote):

“…Cosmos retraces the 14 billion years of cosmic evolution that have transformed matter into consciousness…”

Cosmos [back cover], 2013, Ballantine Books

Now, while that does sound accurate, based on my recent (and very disorienting) grasp of the universal fabric in which we’re all wrapped up and therefore bound to share—and for which Thierry’s {and NdT’s [don’t worry about me]} tremendous work has been largely (if not chiefly) influential, would it not make a wee bit more sense—and, in slightly more important fact, would it not also lead to the long-awaited reconciliation of astrophysics with quantum mechanics and, by extension, ahem, the past-due marriage of science to religion, if we were to realize not that atoms somehow magically morph into thoughts, but rather instead that another factor in the equation, the one that’s tangled up in anything we’ve ever seen, could seed our collective awareness?

You might not get it at first, but, regardless, I shall explain.

Energy means everything.

The left side of the equation, thus, is pretty darn straightforward. E becomes emotion. It hits hard and fast, and it just is. It tells us what we need. Easy. Glad we got that outta the way.

Right of the equal sign, however, is where things and stuff clearly can get a lot more complicated. What if we’re giving atoms too much credit? What about the other variable on the side that isn’t left?

c:

• the especially speedy variable
• the one which blooms, radiates, and colorizes
• the one that sometimes gets cast aside for ease of understanding
• the one tangled up LITERALLY in anything we’ve ever seen
• the one that simply must permit our (2020) vision

Photons interact with our big bright round glassy eyes and filter through our stupidly complicated mental prisms before emerging {occasionally} as thoughts.

No matter the scale, whether galactic, solar, or even personal, any body may grow, amassing strength during the sustained, escalating revolution of matter, and it does so only by borrowing energy in an effort to resist gravity.

But a body, the mind is not. And the mind—our mind—is something else.

A lone individual doesn’t amount to much beyond these fleshy bags of water we have to haul around in order to exist. As a single organism, you are made of matter. (In)significantly, you do matter. But, all together now, we embody the other thing, matter’s weightless cohort, that which parents time. As one, we are light. Once we {decide to} awaken and unify across the globe, we could, would, should, and will be faster. Yes, together, we can be faster than light.

As you (may {not}) know, in Einstein’s legendary equation, c stands for celeritas [meaning “swiftness”]; it also stands for color, technically, and poetically enough. Ahh, the lowercase letter c: the reliable constant we’re physically incapable of catching. To me, the solution to our puzzle has become painfully obvious:

Consciousness must be a step (upon which we currently find ourselves stuck) in the evolution of light.

In other words, light evolves, too, through its miraculously chaotic dance with matter across the prismatic tapestry of our precious time.

Anyway here’s my (aforementioned) question:

Right?!

Postscript

What if…