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08-AUG-2005 alm

Kickapoo Starfield

Viroqua, WI USA

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During my last trip to Viroqua, we spent a lot of time driving the curving back roads of the county, particularly Highway 82, through the Kickapoo River Valley... windows down, taking in the aroma of damp earth, stirred by the winds.

We stopped along a dark, lonely stretch of highway, about 5 miles out of Viroqua. The road bisected a vast valley, devoid of humans, or so it seemed... there was somehow NO electric light anywhere to be seen. The crystal atmosphere, crisply beckoned us to look skyward...


.....there was the Milky Way Galaxy, unfolding in it's phi helix around us, actually including us, of course... like the head of a snake looking rearward towards her tail. My God, the volume of stellar bodies in this fat celestial snake. Our Earth but a trivial speck. And what of the entire universe, and others undiscovered? The Milky Way is but a dust particle among the countless other galaxies!

How insignificant we are... or must be, admits the limitlessness of space... Each of us, a tiny soul, on a big blue planet, a dot in a massive arching galaxy, surrounded by trillions of trillions of other similar galaxies... the agony of smallness and the pain of wonderment... how can any action, lifetime, effect, thought, goal, task have any meaning within this scale of understanding... we move from point A to point B, completing jobs mandated to us, worrying about money, fidelity, kids, possessions, scurrying around, with the others, while the universe expands and coldly feels nothing for our vitality and productivity. Regardless of our effort, is it that nothing we accomplish actually matters? 5 billions years of a living Earth, unobtainable infinity in the heavens. Our bodies are but trivial bits of carbon, whose only true purpose is to form other bits when we die.

That is our bodies... transient and fragile... but what of the elusive soul? Like everything in the universe our souls are made ultimately of string energy. Little violins of our vital essence... vibrating in the frequency of love. The energy of one life synapses with the next, and soon a complex network is evident. A lone, pulsing web of all that lives, dies and renews. A neural network. A mind and soul, comprised of your mind and soul, mine, and all the rest.... This magnificent delta of all the life that ever existed... interconnected oneness... what shall this river of all that lives be know as? What else...

God.

So define yourself again... ascend to the an inner realm, and there you will discover...

infinity

love

truth

divinity.

As vast as the rotating vortex we adorn, the Milky Way, our contribution to the loving web of life equals its grandeur. Our apparent triviality becomes eternal contribution, as magnificent as the universe is ponderous.

Our purpose, you may ask... contribute.


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