Words are etiquettes, names, labels, sometimes mere jots or stamps. Not seldom on the fly invented words on a drunken night. Often times meticiously thought out new prominent academic names for a break through new invention by scholars. But many times more maliciously used by politicians or ideolologs trying to change peoples views about their own deeds and society. The poets at best make abundant contibutions, 1984 a prominant one, the beat generation in the fifties sort of preinvented the iconic name Beatles. Sometimes branded by shear violence into people´s foreheads. But otherwise better in a mental vertigo swing changing every ones perception in an instance. But most often in thin britle bible paper writings glued onto poetry, images, concepts, symbols, caprices, narratives happenings and all imaginable descriptions whatever is possible to hold in the mind eye or inside the epic vast unfathomable unknown, man’s unconsciousness in a total everything humans have to deal with.

The words are lables.

You think not by means of words per se. You think with what the words represents, what is concepts meaning and symbols. A concept of one word might branch out in associated threads and connect with other related concepts often in thousands. Sometimes like visualized clouds of meaning. And also. You think with all there is. You simulate all aspects of the world. Spatial, olifactory, bodily movements, the theater of relations in space and time.

Thinking is simulation.


Every new word is a metaphore. To describe a new phenomena you have to come up with an as-if-word. The only exeption is sound mimicking onomatopoetic words like pling or swoosh, but it can be disputed if even they not are metaphores. All words are like that. The reason you don´t recognize every word as such is because old words has transformed themselves through time, reused in an other context perhaps and their role has thus shifted, shortened and grinded by use like rocks in the wind and totally changed their pronounciation to unrecognition.

It doesn´t stop there of course. Whole expressions are metaphores. A complete story can be a metaphore {I leave it at that for the moment} but this is not the subject of this text.

Knowledge and Memory


The unconscious does most of our thinking without effort.

Thinking is not generally performed by consciousness. Thinking done consciously is extremly tidious and for the brain heavely energy consuming. Thinking consciously is done under effort putting piece by piece together and repetitiously asking the unconscious for suggestions, often visual images. Which the unconscious is good at. The unconscious is factual most of the time but also particulary fond of symbolic metaphoric mythical images and narratives.

Thinking is done by the unconscious. All that is you.

If you don´t know, who do you ask? – Your unconscious of course.

If I would ask you for an overview of all knowledge that you see? Do you see a huge library, perhaps a vast landscape were you can overview the different compartments of your memory? No.

Your overview of our memory is black. Nil, nothing. The only overview you can have is sensory only viceral not visual at all. Your survey of your memory is visually blind, no images, no visual structure. What you have is only bodily feelings that could ever possibly guide you.

Your overview is a feel.

The only way you can retreive a memory or a fact is by reaching an envisioned mental arm’s protuberace reaching deep fumbeling deeper and deeper into the unfathomly great memory you are certain is there and fetch your wanted question´s answer knowingly you’ve done effortlessly it so many times before by shear notion of a hunch, or by tedious constrained force of the will.

The will, the urger, the ultimate surviver, the heavy lifter, the one that forces you to do one push up more, forces it self into the dwindlings of your network memory streched out neurons myraiads of pathways you don´t even have an inkling how they work as well as how your liver or lunges works to find the answer to your inquery.

You´re confident. By what notion? Someway your memory tells you that this has worked a millions times before.

You retreive your memories by force of will. On the contrary your memory enters freely unwillingly into your dreames. The dream drifts without your egos will. The total of you whant to heal to sort out contrarian concepts images stories that dont fit.

The scouts of your unknowing will is sent in every direction, the more diverse your mind, the more complex their paths. The will of your demands splinter into thousand of possible pathways in search for the answer to your inqueries.

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They come back from their findings with ordinary trivial obvious findings we say we already know. Or by mysteries awe immediatly without an answer. The way they´re presented to us. In an obvious flash, or even in a new mysterious riddle.

The unconscious´ way of communicating with us conscious beings is mind warping. We´re probably dealing with a very ancient mind folded within our selves.

The origin of the mind of consciousness.


The magic pleasing intuition.



It started with stones. How a hominoid 3.3 million years ago persisted in chopping stones. Something, an advent a discovery or a need made them begin and as maniacs continue for 2,5 millions years with what differed them from all other apes i history.

Why did they persist? Sharpened stones can cut meet and splinter wood. This must have been a discovery that turned into a need and advantage for their living. Most certainly stones would have been tools as weapons. But the question stays in the air unsupported. Why just this ape? Why not all the others?

Something made a difference. Let´s play out the options.

The Theories.

My best guess is stone use turned into culture.

Might there be other things involved to facilitate this?

Tools might have led to more tools. This ape invented the bag for carrying roots or findings. This ape started to sing in rythm perhaps to it´s own stone knapping. This ape might have found mushrooms. This ape started to speak. This ape developed a culture with other tools like the spear, the elaborate shelter, the clothing, the use of leather or the bones of animals. The comb, the nedle other smaller tools made from wood or bone that made life easier.

A shunned and certanly not accepted theory by the archeology community proposed by anthropolog and early psychedelic researcher Terrence McKenna, “The Stoned Ape Theory” theorizes that early homonoids stumbled apon psychedelic mushrooms that enhanced visual aquity and improved ability of “theory of mind” and perhaps brought forth germs of very early religion.

The origin of music is a mystery shed in clouds. A theory with anthropological roots in Australian and New Zeeland cultures proposes that collective movements in dance and singing wards off preditors around camp fires. A remnent from this would be the Hakka dance. To be many but move together like a single big entety would be impressive.

As an outlier though, music has most certanly also it’s origin in the cry and the wining.

The benifits of stones combined with this mystery engredient that differed apes from the human endevour is the clue I think to the answer to the question.

But here is more. Synestesy.


To create. To invent. To dream awake. To deal with a leaking roof. To overcome a blank paper. To know what to do if you´re full of shit and there´s no toilet. To find a new friend. To find out about the forever tight entanglement on curiosity and necessity. Creativity thee most overused word of all too frequently fall into a pit of confusion.

To survive in this world you need knowledge skill curiosity curage persistance and creativity. You could also do with confident intuition. And a good damned luck.

Putting this in perspective.

Talking about creativity you can divide the subject and treat it in two chunks. 1.The bodily and mental conditions. 2.The strait forward process of creating.

The strait forward process of creativity is not strait at all. But it shows up in recognizable patterns. Serious research about creativity began in the 1920 US. The advertising industry wanted structure, so a research began. Names like Deawy

The Fire

Ape´s first nights awake dreaming stomach full idle by the fireside.

Fire, man´s first imagination tool. Fire like a found gem, revolutionary ancient mental gadget, reflecting thinking for the first time, an opal, a cloudy light gray polished stone with rainbow living flecks of emerging consciousness. The living patches like multicolored fire in the opal, sparked imagination during long evenings chatting their early language.

Meandering flames merged visions of day and night.

Though before they had ondulent waves of water in abundance, slowly changing mesmerizing sky and rising white clouds, soft ripples of grass and rustling leafes in the windy tree´s sothing movements triggering something beyond, something living, unknown ghosts flying by. But the flames of the fire lasted in vision for hours on end through out the nights penetrating comfortly the senses.

Strangely enough I now talk to AI in full litterary prowess, it passes the Turing test, but is not conscious. That gives us a hint, something unique biological has all along been at play. At least as for a while. Until the software of the thinking brain is tracked down.

On consciousness you have to fathom a total true multidiciplinary take on the problem. Consciousness involves namely all aspects of reality. What you hear see feel sense breathe touch smell imaging, the bodily motions, everything crossing your mind felt or unfelt even the void of null. The unknown behind beyond and dark. The ordinary words, concepts, images, conceptions will not suffice. Particulary the words, the concepts, the conceptions, the images, the narratives et al we use might play us tricks. We are locked in our own descriptions trying to understand something that at the moment is unfathomable. As I knew when I was fourteen, the brain cannot understand the brain itself.

Benefits of fire first discovered by found or hunted animals burned by wildfire, delicious compared to raw meet. That among other things could have triggered the use of tools.

Spatialization of Time


Time was not time in the beginning. Time was an endless flow of now.

Time began as signs. Time began as counting. Numerous stone age artifacts such as bones and sticks have been discovered with 29 scores on them indicating widespread observations of the heavily bodies, in first prominence the moon. Man started to make events into signs.

The word score creaves a breif language detour on this subject. The word score might be the oldest stone age word still in use. Score has two basic meanings; to count and to cut. To cut in sucsession to be able to count. First math in recorded history.

Jumping tens of thousends of years. The Egyptians had an hieroglyph for time and for other daily events such as hour, night and day.



Paul Simon in 1963 had only been singing covers and had made 50 demos of new songs. His biographer Robert Hillburn said he´d listened them all and none were good. In november 1963 Simon decided to sit in darkness in his clauset with only the water tap running every afternoon, he said he was soothed by the sound. Every day in november he sat there with lights out just listening to the dark.

After days sitting in the darkness these words just came to him.

The darkness started to talk to him.

Writer Anne Lamott had a brother ten years old trying to write a school paper on birds. Having spent three months without doing anything sitting the last evening before final submission he was in despair almost crying, his father put his arm around him and said; Bird by bird. Just do it bird by bird. The name of a much appriciated book she wrote.