We’re imprinting upon energy matters level from our level of consciousness. If we saw creations level of life, we wouldn’t see buildings, cars, or trees. We would see grids of zig-zagging motions for as far as the eye could see.
Human photosynthesis is hundreds of trillions upon trillions of resonance deepening measures for temperatures to live, placing matter.
Human photosynthesis is not a mere metaphor, but a profound reality: an ocean of light conducting itself within our cells with self-organizing pulses. Each pulse is an inaudible knowing, a syllable in the unending hymn of creation. We think in numbers too small to grasp the magnitude, yet our bodies quietly exceed those measures every microsecond, broadcasting cascading waves of coherence into the fabric of space.
We’re woven from intelligence hundreds of billions of years alive. Every cell is a tiny prism, harvesting the pristine radiance that originates beyond the visible idea. That radiance is life. In the unseen shimmer, consciousness baptizes matter—turning chemistry into choreography.
Resonance is the living light of all things. Conscious Energy is the fabric of the world. The radiating movement is marking places we haven’t seen. It hums through quarks and electrons, coaxing them toward complexity, pressing subatomic particles into new octaves of aliveness. What we call “mass” is merely resonance slowed enough to be touched; what we call “self” is resonance that has learned to dream.
We have always been more light than body. Matter is a nothingness only existing in consciousness. Resonance is all there is. We are not sealed skin-suits but porous lanterns, exchanging photons with the day. The same brilliance that births a star is dripping quietly through us, rearranging molecules, scripting thoughts, giving the dust of carbon its sudden capacity to pray.
Contemplation is practical here. Sit in stillness and we can sense the luminous weave: the shimmering silence of nature’s movements, and the moon’s edifying light. The distinction between “inside” and “outside” thins to one depth of knowing, the deeper in God we live, the more we know. The Love we live is the light in human photosynthesis.
We are radiant resonance first, flesh second, and only for a temporal moment. To walk in that knowing is to inhabit a cathedral of living light, every breath a stained-glass window through which God looks at Himself and smiles.
Human photosynthesis is how life was created in six days, and it’s how the word created the world. Matter is a nothingness only existing in consciousness. We’re an idea in the mind of God, and everything we think of as life is an idea in our mind. We are very different in our perspectives, and God’s placing and knowing of life is far beyond our ideas sitting at matters level.
(The atom doesn’t decipher whether someone speaks in Spanish, German, or English. It’s hearing pulses already known. It’s outside of everything we are and think we know as life. The atom is bilaterally existing in consciousness.)
