07-03-2017, 12:00 AM
It's an amazing story which brings so much into view! Thanks, NM
I like the interplaying elements that I'm inextricably a part of, and yet can pull back from and observe.predator/prey interplay....being a part of its merciless interweaving self-reiterating/self-consuming pattern of predator/prey. Feeling compelled to play either of these roles from one moment to the next . And then the capacity to detach, pull back and observe from a perspective beyond predator and prey. Beyond scale....
Scale! The wolf and its prey...whatever it is stalking. The pack and the interplay there. The dynamism between the alphas and the betas within that group. And then the ecosystem how the pack affects that system which they've are introduced back into.
Scale....pulling back further....further....further. The ecosystem.....the earth....the solar system....the galaxy. Even galaxies compete, incredibly! The Antenna galaxies......two alphas colliding, revolving around each other, biting each other's tales until they're both gone...consumed and become something the same, but different.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Antennae_Galaxies
Another element of scale to consider. The wolves are apex predators, assuredly, reassuming dominance in the ecosystem they've been reintroduced to. But they're not really "on top", are they? They were trapped/sedated and captured....bred in captivity....then carted from who-knows-where to somewhere else and reintroduced by a more dominant species....humans. So then, are we at the apex? On top? No, not really, if the notion of the source of the flyer mind is to be believed. Captured and compelled by a more sophisticated species directing thoughts to compel behavior for whatever purposes drive that force. How can I understand it, from my level, what's being done to me? I can't...its beyond me. Like the wolves can't comprehend what's being done to them, for the most part. All they know is to reassume their defined roles once transplanted from one system which they instinctively understand to another, without a further thought about what the hell just happened.
The moral of the story is, for me looking at the whole of it: There's always someone with a bigger fork
I like the interplaying elements that I'm inextricably a part of, and yet can pull back from and observe.predator/prey interplay....being a part of its merciless interweaving self-reiterating/self-consuming pattern of predator/prey. Feeling compelled to play either of these roles from one moment to the next . And then the capacity to detach, pull back and observe from a perspective beyond predator and prey. Beyond scale....
Scale! The wolf and its prey...whatever it is stalking. The pack and the interplay there. The dynamism between the alphas and the betas within that group. And then the ecosystem how the pack affects that system which they've are introduced back into.
Scale....pulling back further....further....further. The ecosystem.....the earth....the solar system....the galaxy. Even galaxies compete, incredibly! The Antenna galaxies......two alphas colliding, revolving around each other, biting each other's tales until they're both gone...consumed and become something the same, but different.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Antennae_Galaxies
Another element of scale to consider. The wolves are apex predators, assuredly, reassuming dominance in the ecosystem they've been reintroduced to. But they're not really "on top", are they? They were trapped/sedated and captured....bred in captivity....then carted from who-knows-where to somewhere else and reintroduced by a more dominant species....humans. So then, are we at the apex? On top? No, not really, if the notion of the source of the flyer mind is to be believed. Captured and compelled by a more sophisticated species directing thoughts to compel behavior for whatever purposes drive that force. How can I understand it, from my level, what's being done to me? I can't...its beyond me. Like the wolves can't comprehend what's being done to them, for the most part. All they know is to reassume their defined roles once transplanted from one system which they instinctively understand to another, without a further thought about what the hell just happened.
The moral of the story is, for me looking at the whole of it: There's always someone with a bigger fork