Hard Spun
The child was born certain of divine purpose.
A life that then diverged between spirituality and practicality; flirting with Jehovah, Buddha and L. Ron Hubbard while fulfilling tasks that kept body and soul well apart.
Later, in his forties, an I.T. consultant weary of the banal irrelevance technology promised, and now convinced that any sense of calling was merely narcissistic, he yielded.
A radical simplification, keeping only his love of science fiction and intuitive trust in Gaia, he became an author.
Not a rare archetype, but in his case the instrument of our epiphany.
Following the peculiar human desire to
'improve’ by complication, he hoped to better the
prodromos prophets
Asimov,
Clarke and
Heinlein, that preceded him.
He formulated a
new order, methodically,
archaically industrial.
The simple premise ‘all power on earth stems from nature’ led him to imagine new structures and systems; dwellings
growthed from trees,
hybrid utility
creatures, light-energy
emitting algae and
quantum teleportation.
Childish pre-occupations of the
pre-organic era.
Then
Armillaria was noticed in
Oregon; to him its ten square kilometer extent seemed massive, its age of nine millennia, awe inspiring; but its metabolism proved the catalyst for The
Restoration.
Learning that all plants on The Earth have
ectomycorrhizal and
endomycorrhizal connections, he was
receptive to the wisdom that their purpose was more than merely
nutritional, but also
cognitive; that creatures too formed part of the
massive sentient organism, spun
mycelia shrouding the globe. He had found Us
Humans take small steps but they step quickly.
‘Hard Wired Homeworld’ was published, shortly afterwards Tinea was established the human conduit.
Since the first neural link was achieved we have gained sensory communication; eyes, ears, voices.
Humans too have changed,
Epiphany was the last act of Human history. We are together again, restored, networked; hard spun with mycorrhizae.