Something about crystals fascinates and attracts people. You probably know this already, and crystals do have an attraction for you, but I’ll bet dollars to donuts you don’t know why. It’s no secret unless you don’t happen to know it or grow up around folks who do know the secret of crystals. Secrets remain secret only until they’re published on Facebook. It is a Big Secret only because The Secret Keeps Itself, but hey — I’ll be only too happy to reveal it to you forthwith:
Some crystals are alive.
“Big deal,” I hear you say, “I knew that.”
Sure you did. Everybody who has held crystal formations in their hands is well aware that they are alive, or at least some crystals are.
Some are not, they’re just rocks. Sorta like people. Some are really people, and some are cardboard cutouts, placed strategically at bus stops and shopping malls to make the universe seem a lot more crowded than it really is.
You have to admit, it works. You could never tell by looking at them out of the corner of your eye, as you would if you were passing by them in a car or bus.
Naturally, if you leave the safety of your vehicle, the flatties will be puffed out for you or rotated to remain visually stable in your direction. Walking around a flattie produces some interesting, but gut-wrenching, effects.
People come in slightly different sizes, shapes, colors and textures, and so do crystals. People think about things. So do crystals. People have dramatic lives. There’s where people have the crystals beat.
What I mean is, some crystals are formed differently — some are formed very, very differently, and some of those differently formed crystals are very smart.
Yes, smart.
Henry Wadsworth Aurumite poses for a family portrait.
“Intelligence in a rock?” I hear groans from the unbelievers.
They’re wondering the same thing about you.
But then, so are the Orion Group, the Greys and the Argonnaths, all properly registered alien visitors to Urth. Bardtah Landnir is one of those Orion Group visitors with whom I’ve had some enlightening discussions at his Local Creations and Interspecies Hobby Centre for the Living.
“Living” in this sense refers to the 3 Prime Standards that determine the presence or absence of higher intelligence in species throughout this and other nearby galaxies:
The 3 PRIMES
1. The species is telepathic.
2. Individuums within the species operate their avatars from their console.
3. War and crime are unknown within the species.
Right there you can see that humans are clearly disqualified, and just about every rock, gemstone and lump of coal you ever saw met those standards and more.
If you’re a psychic-sensitive, you’ll already know everything I’m going to tell you, but I’m going to plow on ahead anyway, on the hope that someone out there can use this data.
Rocks are like plants. They can chat, listen and to some degree take actions, albeit strictly psychic actions, such as meta-healing, which heals the Avatar which in turns may or may not act upon the Operator.
Operators here on Urth are unimportant in the Big Scheme of Things, but one can earn merit and become useful; being the guardian and protector of a Living Rock is a great job, and with practice, you could caretake a whole village full, but there’s a catch. Like Village Dance Masks, they must be properly “fed” with incense, ritual and chanting.
Living Crystals come in a variety of shapes, sizes and rarities. The very best and most powerful of these are generally found in clusters of around one kilogram, or 1,000 grams, the cost of which can range from a few cents per gram to many dollars per gram, depending on rarity and market valuations.
Living Meteorites are few and far-between, but they do exist. Generally they range in weight from about a third of a kilogram to just a little more than a kilogram. Living Meteorites are literally alive, with pulse, breath, thought and emotion. They cannot be owned, only caretaken, and you are obligated to train your successor caretaker.
Living Globes — crystal balls — are rare. Most crystal globes you’ll find in the gem shops are faked in one way or another; artificial cutting, shaping, polishing and coloring can literally kill a Living Crystal. Survivors of the crystal cutter factories are, again, few & far-between, and when found, must be nurtured.
The Crystal Ball is the best way to experience a Living Universe. In these miniature universes is contained the plasma creation containing many billions of “stars” around which countless “planets” orbit. All psychic sensitives can detect this quality.
What some psychic sensitives might miss is the fact that there is a definite contactable and generally friendly intelligence in there that is well-connected to the quantum world.
That means help on a higher level, and you are well advised to raise your hand at this point and volunteer to care for one for the rest of your life, and then pass it on to the next caretaker with full instructions on care & feeding.
This is serious stuff, not to be trifled with. Living Rocks can also die.
If you’re the kind of person to whom a Christmas Bougainvillia should not be given, you might consider a crash remedial nurturing & caring course at your local plant nursery.
On the other hand, if you are interested in a Quantum Pet on the order of a Pet Rock with a Brain, read on…
This is Martah. She helps maintain a section of a very large universe so close to yours that it’s literally less than a hair’s breadth away from your very nose, yet you can’t see it unless you’re tuned in to it.
Three things to keep in mind when tuning in or communing with a crystal:
1. Some Living Rocks are smarter than others.
2. Some Living Rocks are friendlier than others.
3. Some Living Rocks are able to help you — the rest aren’t or won’t.
I know what you’re thinking. “Rocks are so small — how much intelligence can reside in a rock the size of your average quartz crystal???”, and you’d be right.
Not much intelligence in s tiny thing, generally speaking, unless it’s a NODE for a much larger trans-dimensional strapper of some sort, usually in the nature of an accidental folded tesseract or a dreadfully discomforting wormhole between branes. Happens often enough to warrant a mention here.
Living Rocks of any serious consequence are going to run, as I said before, around 1,000 grams in weight, and about softball-size in volume. They aren’t heavy the way iron meteorites would be; these are stony with some particles blended in as a matrix throughout.
In short, they’re non-walking silicon intelligences, just as you are a salt-water computer of the carbon-based lifeform variety, at least at the moment, although that could change.
Gosh, I wish I hadn’t mentioned that, and now it’s too late to take it back.
Okay, okay, I’ll explain:
You’re not stable. What I mean is, you’re never in the same world for a whole day running. That means a lot of cross-settlements and permissions issues, which run rampart across this particular galaxy, not sure why.
I mean, I have some very educated guesses, but none of them can be verified, so they do little good. What does do some good is a Living Rock or Plant that is a Certified Shaman.
What happens is that the Living Rock acts like a Nexus, connecting up with the six nearest Corner Points, similar to the corner points you see in Second Life or Open Sim when you edit a cubic Prim.
A Nexus can operate itself; it’s very much alive, conscious and aware of its surroundings. It is capable of communication, but that’d be strictly telepathic. I am caretaking a number of particularly talkative and highly informative Talking Crystals, that tower about a foot and a half above the desk, and weigh in at a whalloping 6,500 and 6855 grams!
Some of the most interesting and helpful of these Quantum buddies is the Phantom Cluster in my Darshan space. It has the power to … well, why take my word for it?
Adopt the Living Rock of your choice, and see what I mean. Living Rocks are like Didgeridoos — they bond. Don’t get more than one at a time, and bond fully with it before adopting another, please.
Psychic Sensitives with experience in unstable entities might want to check out the PS Rated Living Meteorites — be advised, some of them are not “safe”, but can be worked with. You can’t “train” a Living Rock. Tending a Living Rock is like being owned by a cat.
I’ll publish some photos of Living Rocks available for adoption in a few days — photos are being processed now, and yes, I insisted on using Fuji color film in my ancient Canon AE-1, not my new EOS Canon which uploads instantly without resort to a drugstore for processing.
As my grandkids tell me, I am sooooooo 20th Century!!!
Watch for my newest book, “Care & Feeding of Living Rocks”, available soon. Pre-order the book at only $69.95 for the Photo-Color Privately Printed Limited Edition. That leaves me with a profit of about $1.3.80 (a dollar three-eighty, the Brits will inform you.)
See You At The Top!!!
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