Each of us, in intimate self-contemplation, thinks himself unique, singular, knowing and right; yet, we congregate like lemmings, who...not so unlike dragon lizards.....inflate this part or that or this thought or another....in conjunction with our not-so-particular genetic proclivities.....that we might be 'viewed', with some focus of intentions, toward our presentation...as worthy of the spotlights and microphones......scripted with the moment's words and postures.....yet, there is little profound variation....for even deep 'thought' variation produces long-range genetic Change...impatient, we may be, but remember....it took a billion years for us to leave the primordial swamps...just to walk on our back fins, drop our gill slits and flare our rather insensitive nostrils, you know.....And now, we can even 'read' & 'write' and develop rudimentary logic circuits to analyze the rhetoric and constructs of other humans......But, we are still 'naming', then 'name-calling', then locking horns, fins, and intellectual appendages with even those we love the most......the old lizard brains, still running the show from our ancient brain stems, are still recalcitrant harbingers of Ancient, ingrained Ways and Means of temporary satisfactions through the naming and defining of Everything.........Rise UP.....there's plenty of room to 'grow'....That's why there are still 'plates' of bony cranium that expand from microdots of neurons to wherever it is that we're going from the protection of caves and trees, then islands and tall precipices, .......Who knows what tomorrows bring.......For even 'tomorrow' is a projection, isn't it, of probabilities and wish-fulfilling prophesies, imagined in the smoke rises, that we will then name, as though to make the projections seem 'real' and the smoke, Gods.....
