Metaphysics: the Transformative Experience

The Transformative Experience

And then at some point the numinous superficialities took root on the surface of the doldrums, like dandelion puff raining down from some unknown welkin. They are understood as anything from bright chaff that happened to catalyze existence to active spiritual angels—in fact, it's generally assumed that they're both. That at some point something in the doldrums drew the attention of a great host of shining . . . things . . .

That fell onto its surface and began to transform it.

Then the doldrums quaked, then they rippled and shook and hungered—more than anything else, hungered—for something more.

Certain of the superficialities were swallowed beneath its surface, taken in and made embedded seeds of brightness; others were cast away to serve as distant nexuses of light. Yet this did not suffice. The world remained an inanimate and unfinished thing. It had traces of something, but inchoate, and with large chunks of its suchness missing.