Owl of Minerva: Sand Constellations

I think about how I need to reclaim a cosmology. I think about some cosmic event on 21 December 2012 that might jazz up the night sky a bit, which makes me think of how the law of perspective is some sort of great equalizer because it makes wildly divergent scales commensurable.

He told me that matter and spirit and nous are all on the same spectrum, that they are all just monads, only in matter the monads are more densely packed and in spirit and nous they are more spread out. I said think of a desert at night, with sand below and stars above. The sand is packed together unintelligibly—the stars have space enough to have formed into constellations. But we should not for that reason worship the night sky, because the sand is only unintelligible for those without eyes to look closer. Sand also forms into tiny constellations. The stars are up there to teach us how to read the constellations of sand. The stars are forever beyond reach—if we spend our whole life looking up at them, and forget about the sand beneath our feet, we’re missing the whole point.