Professor Krismere

I never had the chance to sit in on one of Krismere's lectures nor really have the opportunity to discuss philosophy and such with him.  The following is reported as occurring:

“Consciousness is life and life is consciousness,” stated Krismere in the cozy lecture hall. There were a dozen students at his presentation, one of two provided by Krismere each day on the subject.

“The degree of life matches the degree of consciousness. Consciousness knows this and wants to expand,” Krismere said. He held up a stone.

“A rock is a rock is a rock. Yet this stone has a degree of consciousness. Is it self-aware? Unlikely. It possesses the consciousness of minerals. What does a rock want? Imagine this rock could speak. I ask, rock, what do you desire? What does it say?” Krismere asked the class.

Rhea was quick with a response. “I want to be like a plant, to stretch my being to the sunshine, to absorb rather than shed water, to release oxygen rather than corrode. It would be fun being a plant.” Some in the room laughed quietly.

Krismere smiled. “Indeed. A rock would desire to have more fun and, for a rock, a plant is an exciting existence.”

Another student remarked, “So, when I look upon a mountain with trees, I see the plants eating the rocks and the rocks thinking more, more, make me a plant?” There was muffled laughter. Krismere smiled at the image of trees devouring a mountain.

“Yes,” he said, “that’s how it appears to be. Life must be born into this realm and a manner for a rock, minerals, to become a greater consciousness is to become a part of a plant, which produces the seed that births a new plant – of which the rock is now a part.”

Another student asked, “By this process a plant may desire to evolve into an animal? A desire to move around freely, not rooted in the ground?”

Krismere noticed Arund-Du step into the rear of the room. Time to end the class.