The Free Radical

I returned to the scene of my “crime.” And I was a little surprised by what I found.

As can be seen in the picture above, Wasp decided to tear out the failing structure of this hive. Pieces of “brood chamber” littered the entrance to their dirt cave. The workers can be seen tending to the large chunk in the foreground which is lying upside-down. The other comparable chunk, lying sunny side up, is where I found the Queen. (At least, I assumed that she was the Queen, being about three times bigger than all of the other wasps. Regardless, there was a certain regality about her… reaching well beyond her physical stature.)

“I’m sorry…” I began.

“Meaningless,” she replied.

“But I feel bad… for what I accidentally caused.”

“A waste of energetic resources– this feeling bad.”

“But… but… aren’t you angry with me for destroying your home?”

“Gibberish.”

I was beginning to think that this was perhaps the most alien mind I had ever tried to communicate with.

“Yours is the alien mind,” she replied to my thought, and then continued. “Anger is an intense energy, spurring one’s actions in moments of acute crisis. It does not linger, however, beyond the moment of crisis. Nowhere in the Forest Collective will you find the harbouring of grudges. Energetically, revenge is unsupportable.”

“But don’t you wish to teach me a lesson?”

“One cannot teach what has already been learned. Teaching/learning is swift among us… and it is precise throughout all of Nature. Your consciousness is filled with concepts which have no basis here.”

“Where, exactly, do you mean by here?”

“On this planet.” Well, that was an intriguing answer! “There are currently many manifestations here,” she continued, “who do not find their origin here. They have been installed for purposes we do not understand. Energetically, they secure their right to be here through the agency of the human mind.”

“Whoops, you lost me. Who or what are you referring to?”

“Consider our primary food source as an example: Mosquito.”

“Whoa! Wait… what? Mosquito doesn’t really belong here?”

“More accurately, Mosquito thrives here as a result of human invitation and continued permission. We keep their numbers in check until you decide to banish them from your own minds.”

“Are you saying that mosquitos only exist in my mind?”

“Not at all. Mosquitos only exist here because of your mind. There is a fundamental space in your consciousness which remains unclaimed by Humanity. Many things of alien origin exist in that abandoned space. Mosquito is a physical manifestation of one of them.”

“Whoa! You’re blowing my mind here!”

“Yes, because it’s time.” And she would say no more.