I hear it, but I am not able to describe it.
I do know it is the Sound-Song composing all-the-Feelings-of-the-humanspecie. In this depth, I hear “You have lost your Song!” Tears fall, I
cannot stop the watery flooding, even when I write this, it is still with me.
How comes, that we lost our Original Song? How did we lose
the templates of feelings representing who we are?
4) THE LEGACY
It was Emilie’s belief that we are at a time where we need to make a choice in
our own evolution:
What is the future of the human specie? What are we envisioning?
In an everyday more technological and controlled world, the question arises bit
by bit, every second: are we becoming robots? Are we muting into a specie
that replaces bio-organic components with new composite materials, implanted
electronic chips under the skin, or software penetrating the intimacy of our
body?
That future would sing differently on this planet from that created by our
ancestors. The alchemical outcome will be certainly very different between
these two directions. Are we part of the evolutionary process of the Earth?
Are we searching for our original Song?
The stakes are the understanding of fluid resonance and living tissues. Some
scientists, such as Mae Wan Ho or Gerald Pollack, have begun to seriously
inquire the field.
I have chosen my path:
I am following Emilie’s last words that she
said in her last class:
“I will never give up my humanness”.
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