Unrelated: I was watching some man just now, with the red face of a drinker, and the expressiveness of someone who is sensitive. I noted one shoulder was higher than another, and that he walked with an aggressiveness his body tension, which kept his arms close to him, belied.
He too has his destiny. Then I imagined the eugenicists, who are really not just about “perfecting”reproduction but every last aspect of human life, reaching their goal, their actual goal, of human homogenization. And I saw a human beehive, with everyone in their place, happy, sunshiney and glowy. And stupid. Profoundly stupid.
Then it occurred to me to wonder if every individual is not in some respects their own species. Humanity as a complex forest with countless varieties of trees, which bring new species into being with every day.
I don’t know what any of this means, but I feel intuitively there is an interesting path here somewhere. This is a little pile of rocks at what I think is the trail head.