Understanding the nearly Invisible - A Tale in Dust

Remember sitting in your home one day and you noticed the sunlight enhancing the air and the dust within it? A Dust Tale.

Biological Networking / Particle Downloads

Dust is a peculiar substance. Less a material in its own right, with its own characteristics or color, dust is a condition.
It is the “result of the divisibility of matter,” Joseph Amato writes in his book Dust: A History of the Small and the Invisible. Dust is a potpourri of ingredients, varied to the point of indefinability. Dust includes “dead insect parts, flakes of human skin, shreds of fabric, and other unpleasing materials,” Amato writes.

Many people are allergic to dust and spend vast amounts of time and money attempting to rid their homes and possessions of it, yet dust’s everyday conquest of the world’s surfaces never ends. Undefended, a room can quickly be buried in it. We breath and live in Dust everyday. Our skin merges and our lungs deal with dust every moment. This peculiar substance illuminated me one day. As I was watching the suns rays light up the dust in my own home, I pondered the the thought about dusts composition. Some say that Dust is made up of over 85% of our our own matter.

Human Matter - our own skin, hair, and excretions, from flakes to dried nose matter. (although this may seem detesting, that would mean, each day our bodies consume this matter and by choice or not we are forced into a form of cannibalism - even more detesting.)

This consuming sparked an idea that made complete sense. Our bodies have been coined before as biological machines (possibly by: Albrecht von Haller) - In this experience with Dust, particles of our selves and others can be tested that the mere thought of a past loved one or anyone living or not could be a direct result of our body chemistry reacting and processing with the remains (through the particles) of their dust still existing in our domains. For example while walking through your own home your feet will stir the dust of a memory of a loved one, your body will digest through inhalation this particle and your body will process this particle and reflect a moment of interaction with that person. So the dust particle itself becomes a processing chip of memory that once integrated with your system (a bio-computer) will recall the information. Or memory, experience or presence of someone.

To go deeper into this process, ghosts or memories of sounds and experience could be stored in microscopic dna particles floating through your personal areas (home, office, etc.) and in those moments you feel a presence could be your biological machine processing the dust of that being.

The inspiration of this though was triggered by the organic integration of James Camerons creative movie AVATAR. How the tribe of people integrated with their beasts organically. Then with simple observations of dust through a sunbeam of my window the connection of the thoughts opened up a forum of understanding the Magic of Dust. The integration of how mere dust carries years of history and experiences. I have seen in television and on the Discovery channel how smell can recall memories as well. Our senses have been dulled by visual and audiotory oversaturation - smell, taste and touch can then be processed through feel. When a person feels a presence, even though it cannot be explained physically (the entity) is not there. We may perceive it as a mental adaptation or physic adaptation.

Mental manifestation and recollection could be questioned as a biological transference of particle intelligence. A dust particle remains of a person who studied or conceived the notion and now that intelligence has been downloaded into a particle structure (dust dna) for ingestion by a third party.

So maybe dust can now be traced to memory, or ghosts, instant physic connections between forms - our brainiac scientist have discovered that great energy is stored at sub-atomic particles - maybe now we can travel by dust of
one another or appear in multiple planes of existence through the power of DUST.

Next time you wisk your hand through a sun ray or beam and part the dust take note that the download of this matter could be the intelligence of a well-known astro-physicist, pychoatic-killer, former Leader-President, prisoner of war, poet laurette, Class-clown, or just maybe yourself

Dusty Room
© mental images, 1998 Sunlight through a stained glass window, scattered off from dust particles in the room. Rendered with mental ray.