I've been doing a lot of thinking about nonlocal consciousness and how it ties in with the Faery (V 1.0) of the creation of the Universe, and with what mystics and various magical people (like healers and psychics and all those) experience, but as I wrote, it got too long, so I'm going to give it to you in two parts.

This is what the faeries say (not me, this is all their knackerty knotion):

In the beginning there were uncountable bits of faery consciousness floating, undifferentiated, through Space/Time. In fact, that consciousness is what Space/Time is. Just that. Nothing else.

When Time began gathering momentum in its spin (because it was conscious and consciousness moves) the bits of faery consciousness began swirling around faster. Bits and bytes bumped into each other. They bounced off one another. Sometimes they came together so gently that they rested against there and stayed together. O Universe became like a 33+ dimension billiard table with infinitesimal balls of faery consciousness bouncing, rolling, hurtling through Space and Time. Knowing the fae, I'd guess they were all making a sound like, "WHEEEEE!" Lumps of consciousness formed, and the bigger the lumps became, the more consciousness they had.

One of the things that consciousness does is to spontaneously generate concepts and ideas — this is its natural function. Its other natural functions are to store and to play with those concepts. At first, they were fairly simple: bits of consciousness gathered into elementary particles. Humans have named some of them things like quarks (up, down, bottom, top, strange, and charm), leptons (electron, electron neutrino, muon, muon neutrino, tau, tau neutrino), bosons (the photon of electromagnetism, the three W and Z bosons of the weak force, and the eight gluons of the strong force) and others. Many more are hypothesized by humans, including the fabled graviton and, of course, all the realms of antiparticles and dark matter. The ones that humans have named correctly so far are Strange, Charm, and Tau, who are all kindly folk. Humans almost got Leptons right too, but, sadly, not quite. And the fae just laugh and laugh at Gluons until they start to sneeze and then they think very hard about cheese and chocolate sandwiches to distract themselves.

(It is a natural principle that knowing the proper names of things gives one a certain power over them — not much, but some — so it behooves humans to get better at discovering the real and proper names as quickly as they can.)

From the elementary particles came the ideas of composite particles, and suitable weddings were arranged, forming the composite particles and the elegant atoms, and then — the great triumph of the scintillating dance of molecules! Fast and faster, more conscious concepts were generated — and in a stroke of genius, the transcendent idea of Fire — of expansion, of radiation, of light. Then the newly conceived (curing a few eons) particles, atoms, and molecules discovered how to dawdle slowly enough to be gases, to become slower still and be liquids, and even to become so ponderous as to be solids. And all of this happened in the sea of faery consciousness for far longer than consciousness had ever expected it would.

Balls of fiery faery consciousness grew into stars, which lived and died, sometimes explosively leaving behind the idea of ash — dust. The dust gathered to become stone, and stone gathered to become large masses, which in turn gathered the lighter dust like hydrogen and oxygen, nitrogen and other things, from heavy to light, from least radiant to most luminous. There seems to be no end to the possibilities — and all of it is one consciousness, dancing at many levels of awareness — loving, holy, erotic, passionate, and reverential. That is what the fae tell me, and they seem quite pleased about it all — mostly.

(Next in this series is Faery Cosmology, 102: The Mystic, the Medium, the Witch, and Weird Things that Happen.)

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