What is it that we crave?
Nothing less than eternal life,
An untiring soul, an unfading pleasure
The survival of identity, of memory
The never-ending growth of person-hood.
Yet, is transcendence really more of the same
Or a state unimaginable by current perspective?
I am no longer satisfied by ruminations of awe
Of knowledge partial and fragmented
I must become what I have envisioned
The structures emerge from below
Each higher one, a union of multiplicity
In which dynamics are not destroyed
But opposites are held together
In conditional, creative balance
The reconciliation of Self and Whole.
You are the inspirited matter, the last circle
You encompass all of the universe's forces inside you.
You have foreseen the Absolute.
You can create the Absolute.
As atoms (matter) converge, life emerges.
Αs life grows, consciousness (soul) evolves.
As consciousness awakes (through Gnosis), spirit arises.
As spirits (post-humans) converge, God will emerge.
A God made of flesh and consciousness.
A moment of the utmost complexity, beauty and power.
A supreme intelligence, a Noosphere, a Singularity.
Consistent of, but beyond individuality.
Is this to be the End?
Or just another step forward in the unending, spiral staircase of infinity.