If the observer effects the observed than something changes what you’re reading as you read along. Maybe if you’re reading about a single celled creature you create a multiple celled organism by this act that was formally believed to be relatively passive. A quiet evolution could be taking place all over the country. It might not only be a reactive transformation that takes place from sharing experience and reading about it. Is it possible that this can be called parenting? If people organize, no telling what would happen.
But there is a problem. I’ve seen it time and again. Large groups of cells seem to confront it everywhere. This is where they get together and someone gets the idea that it would be more organized, more fruitful, if we had structure and a coordination of efforts. Tricky stuff because it brings good and bad. And as one longing for simpler times, I’m not certain if the bennies outweigh the bad points. The bennies are that you can get up on your feet and look around. One of the bad points is that Nic could try to take over. And whatever you do in this new set-up, you’re doing it for god only knows how long, possibly your entire life. And that’s a long time without a coffee break.
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It’s important to know that Nic is incapable of sustaining his own biology. That’s why it’s hard to separate him from your life. He’s not male or female. He’s not a hermaphrodite or an earthworm. So at least you don’t have to worry about one thing, he won’t be propagating himself. And that’s just the reason why he’s got to work on you.
It’s hard to get your coordinates when you’re whirling in the Triangle or sliding down the muddy bank. And it’s dangerous too because it’s like taking a sample and placing it in the centrifuge to separate one substance from another. You might like to be separated from Nic but he can’t exactly spring full grown from your head. And it’s a good thing too. Because it would be guaranteed you’ll have a mighty tough time trying to recapture the beast. Once he’s tasted existence he’s not likely to want to return to a black hole of nonexistence.
If you’ve pulled yourself up from the muck and muddle by your own bootstraps you have a lot to be proud of. Of course Nic comes along and tries to pull you right back down into it all. This is where living gets complicated. And you realize that the place of origins is also the place of endings. Like an identifying birthmark you’re stamped by the world of paradox. Never the same again. But neither is he.