Saturday, May 17, 2025

A Hill of Beams or A Hill Up Feet

 

            In the past, when I watched living things out in these woods, I tried to friend them. Be Friend Them.  Be Friends With Them.  When I was young, one time I saw a baby crow that fell out of its mother’s nest, under a tree in the woods.  I watched it for about an hour.  I saw no one fly in to help it.  There it was, squawking around.  Trying out its wings.  And rolling around, in all different directions.  I decided to walk up to it. I picked it up.  I took it home.  I put it in an old bird cage that my parents had left in our garage. I tried and tried. I made it a dried leaf bed.  I fed it worms and seeds.  I gave it water to drink.  After about three days it started hopping around and eventually in direct directions.  And I saw it beginning to fly.  That was when and why I carried it back to the woods.  Back to its tree.  Back there, I let it go.  It flew away.

            I felt encouraged.  I still try to assist animals I see today.  I will throw my lunch to some birds.  I catch several grasshoppers for the turtles.  I drop cheese for those mice.  That is why I wanted to gently rub the head of one of those walking, non electrocuted reptiles, near that housing project.

            There I went.  I walked up to one.  It stared at my hands.  I opened my palms to show they were empty.  I stared in his eyes.  His nose petted the back of my head.  We got along.

            We met several times.  After a few meetings, my eyes and brain understood not his but their appearances.  I saw how they looked and were heighted and moved.  I finally realized that I met several of them.  And that enforced me to go to the library to read about animals.  I read about what makes up skin and scales.  I read about the makeup of cells and the ground around us.  I also read some geology.

            Animal cells obtain nutrients and energy by consuming other organisms. The complex macromolecules from these organisms are then converted into simpler molecules through digestion and absorption. These simple molecules, along with ATP derived from the harvested energy, are then used to carry out cellular functions.

            They did not eat me.  Actually, I did not see them eat any living thing. Dug dirt.  Dead leaves.  Dog Poop.  Dead animals and their bones.  But I did not fear for myself or for other living things, human or otherwise.  And I feel I am becoming otherwise.

            I began to realize that parts of my body think for themselves.  And they definitely think for them cells.  Fortunately, many of them try to be friends, or at least accepting, of all lives around them.  Sure, some think they deserve more, but some try hard to help a friend, a neighbor, a passing stranger, and some unknown, far away living or existing thing far, far away.

            And I began to realize that these reptile people think for themselves. 

            I also read that turtles can communicate through vocalizations, in many different  ways, including some ways like humans do. Turtles produce a variety of sounds, including hisses, grunts, groans, and even screeches, according to various scientific studies.   Their sounds are used for various reasons.  I realized that if turtles can talk and communicate with air coming out of their lungs through their throats out of their mouths, then other reptiles probably could too.  And I found out that these newly acknowledged reptile people can communicate with each other and others that are not their others but other living things.  These business owned workers are other living things.  I am an other living thing, too.

            Living Things.  Living Things!  We Living Things share elemental connectness.  it is generally accepted that living, thinking, and acting things evolved from unicellular, living cells. Specifically, the earth’s first living acting things evolved from a single-celled ancestor, likely a flagellate, approximately 600 to 800 million years ago. Their transition marked a significant event in the history of life, leading to the incredible diversity of animal life we see today.

            Even though it is the truth that electrons aren't "found in the ground" in the literal sense.  Think about it.  It is true that  electrons are fundamental particles that orbit the nucleus of an atom, any atom, not necessarily within the ground itself. However, the concept of "grounding" in electrical systems relates to how excess electrical charges are safely discharged into what is around them.  That includes the Earth, which makes this thought of as a vast reservoir of electrons.

            Realize that nature’s static electricity comes from the buildup of many electrical charges on earth’s surface, often due to friction between materials, and is a natural phenomenon that can occur in various settings, including storms and even everyday situations like cats walking on dried lawns. Nature’s electricity manifests as static shocks, static cling, and sparks.

            And with living things, their organic compounds like polyphenols and flavonoids, as well as macro and microelements have many components, such as potassium, calcium, and iron. Additionally, vegetation living things can contain pigments like chlorophyll and carotenoids.  These pigments get eaten by living cells and living animals.  Electrons sure love our eaten chlorophyll and your swallowed carotenoids.

            You’ve gotto get your mind to see that cellular organelles, which are often called the "powerhouses of the cell," are everywhere, including in you. They generate ATP (adenosine triphosphate) through cellular respiration.  Another thing is, heat is also a byproduct of the living process.  Those neurons occupying the preoptic area of our brains sure act as master regulators of our body temperatures. So, so many of these neurons can trigger mechanisms to dissipate heat.  That is sure a lot of vasodilation.

            With a vasodil here and a pumping heart there, here a metal, there a copper metal. Silver or Gold  or anywhere an Iron metal.  Us living things like to  eliminate any significant, freed thermal voltages.  Living things must not be able to tin, nickel or iron  all those beams of light that have been made to repel each other.  Life is so full of repulsive electricity.  Charges or not. Maybe our living cells discovered that they could help control data transfer through the hairnets and air nets and so many nests with enabled egg cells that want to work more quickly while drawing less power.  A lot of our attractions and repulsions effect the visible and thought up make up which some of us call the “optical force,” a phenomenal force which acts along so many of our elemental axis perpendicular to the direction in which light is traveling. Light light here.  Light light there.  Those parallel beams can therefore be induced to converge or diverge.

            These reptiles are beginning to look like similar man type creatures to me.  I’ve been watching them.  They do not attack each other.  They do not attack or eat or whatever other animals.  I don’t even see them attacking plants.  But they stay alive.  They grow.  They move.  And they are beginning to be seen all over the place.  I talked it over with my physics instructor.  I told him about those times I saw them cracking bulbs and putting the wires in their mouths.  They wave their hands over heated coals.  They breath in, they suck in the smells of rotted leaves and thrown out garbage.  My science teacher told me that in his imagination he could see a new way of life consuming electrons and consuming heat through their skins with rooting for joy over metallically infested rotted man garbage.

            I’m thinking it over.  I’m thinking it could be real.  I’m the one seeing them and it sure seems true.  That day, at the foot of the hill.  Or was that at the hill of the feet?  I saw my new friend.  I’ve watched them a lot lately and I now can tell them apart from each other.  I’ve seen him many times.  He must have seen me too.  He snorted the heat he was enjoying and backed a bulb in his mouth.  He rolled on the garbage on the road.  He shakes my hand and says, “Hello.”  While the neighbor’s broken lamp is filling his mouth.





                                       To Be Continued...


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