Posted on 01/25/2026 4:57:41 PM PST by BEJ
I have been watching Rupert Sheldrake and his take on morphic resonance, and I thought it would be the perfect accompaniment. It's an original piece I did some time ago. If you like it, give a thumbs up and subscribe.
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Smells like Lysenkoism.
I like it…..I put out extra birdseed for the doves we have this AM because it’s been so cold the last couple nights.
Squab, the other dark meat.
You can say that, but there is a vast world of mystery out there. I can’t explain how birds fly in a flock huddled that closely and are not bumping into each other. Fish can do the same thing. There is some kind of force that seems to direct them. Some argue this is morphic resonance, a tapping into some collective memories of a shared field. That aside, when you said it smells like Iysenkoism, I thought you were making a clever reference to Nirvana’s song Smells Like Teen Spirit. I was eagerly awaiting to see the connection.
You are very kind!
I dreamed I was dying once. I fell from a cliff and on the way down to my death, a dove hovered right in front of my face the entire time……our eye fixed on each others eyes. Then I woke up! I was so vivid. I will never forget it…..
“There is some kind of force that seems to direct them.”
It’s the spirit of God that directs them all…..
Interesting too. Almost like Tom Waits.
Wow, what a dream. That is very hopeful. The dove could mean the Holy Spirit. I once had a dream where a sea serpent was towering above me and then slowly lowered his head to look at me eye to eye. I took that to mean that it was my imagination looking at me. The imagination can create both heaven and hell. The imagination showed itself as a sea serpent, but strangely, when it had gone, I saw a cartoon from back in the 60s called Beanie & Cecil where the sea serpent in the cartoon was helpful and harmless.
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