The Moonlight Argument

In astronomy there's a semantics argument that there's no such thing as moonlight or that it's ontologically just sunlight. Indeed such an idea is semantic because for one it ignores the phenomenology of everything. But even categorically it is not correct in my opinion. Anatomically! For though the light is "merely reflecting" light from the sun this is not to say that the lunar midwife is not the bottommost substance behind the phenomenon which illumines the earth. Each particle of light is derived from its transformation upon infusing with the moon. Were it brought to bear on a different object in orbit around earth then that light would produce a new phenomenon a part of nature. Pluto light also derives from the sun's rays but within reflection there is something doing a reflecting and thus a reincarnating of the original substance which is the sunlight. Visible light is a particular substance which interacts with  another substance within the space continuum. The result is a dual substance because without this second substance the light would dissipate in empty space. 

Even the image of the moon brought to life through the sunlight is itself the particularity of 'moonlight.' The image and the light are one and the same.

Concerning Alien Gods & The Particulars of Biology

 Many a thought abrewing in my caccoon brain.... I have conducted several exercises in logic and I have come to a more or less reliable conclusion on the metaphysics of the universe. If you want you can trust me to have performed my logick soundly, or if not then you can write me and call me a dummy. Whatever suits you... since after all my conclusion is about the existence of God... and how God caused everything... and how you are an atheist dilettante and surely have two bricks short of a tabernacle... if ever I saw one...

Now concerning the matter of Jah and the pantheism of Rastafari, the very existence, in fact, of Jah pantheism, as a concept - for the concept which is in effect a proof that Jah exists in the first place -- as a social phenomenon encapsulating a metaphysical uh, how do I say... pouissance.... means that they are transcendent because that is what they all embody in their being. More on this later as I can taste your atheist ticklers are already tingling.

Now as for the atomic imprint, every atom is touched through total cosmic communion by every other atom by virtue of the singularity of the Primal Goo (which is God's Centipede). I just want to get it out of the way that the galactic body is an organism which commutes matter eternally into itself on a transcendent unfathomable time scale and thus our minds are not meant to be upon equal experience in truly 'knowing' it as the firefly caught in the dark sees only the ocean of light inside itself and the ocean of the dark abyss. All grasshoppers eyes bounce beyond a softly flowering firmament in some sort of twilight. However, it must be noted that some projections of the universe posit an eternal entropy and thus eventual withering away of matter as anything but a mote of dust structure nothingness.

Anyways when Frankenstein incubated his stupid monster, he incubated a new humanity. And Mary Shelly noticed that, the machine-made Man being the one who would serve as fodder for the factory of the nascent bourgeois..... and when was the Supernova to look after this mess? Blossomed in dead sky of ancient lights and ocean graveyard beasts, neither serpent nor fish, just goo, old, old goo, dead old goo!

Concerning the primordial ooze.... if every biological beings all belong to a single tree, as most evolutionarists believe though how could they know anything merely based on fossils and other intellectual devices, for the main point is merely that life exists here, and so it could most certainly have developed in several independent locations: there is no proof for the claim that life is rare, for every specific location where it happens is in fact a massive explosion of the universe, a fullness and plethora concerned not with the idle thoughts of physicists and other layabouts!

Now concerning the humanoid evolutionary tendency, wherein certain evolutionary features of life on earth are a manifestation of a transsolar systematics of development, in terms of a cross-cosmic morphological tendency. The sensory appendages of the biological being have certain tendencies to organize their sense apparatuses into similar forms while clearly specializing in certain functions rather than others. Worms, who are not very mammalian, lack eyes, yet are capable of detecting light and dark, which amounts to the same thing. That is the rub: the elemental fact of light breeds a tendency toward vision, which develops out of eyes, on earth (there must be many exceptions to this thought, since I am not a biologist). However, plants do not have eyes, nor is it necessarily logical to say that they "see" despite the fact that they respond to light. However, if we consider a well-developed alien world we will find that definite sensory structures will have formed along the delineated structure of cosmic phenomena: the elements, solar fusion, light, and the requirements of life. Thus it is not too hard to imagine aliens having similar features to us - for that cosmic spacetime is technically separated by space, its soil is fundamentally part of the same metaphysical soil which precedes spacetime.

Now concerning the dragonflies in my ear...

Plutonian Scars

 Yes, the bloody planets exist. Yes, that is probably a Pluto or Saturn originated scar. Yes, you are an astrological being. Who gives a fuck. You are special no matter what, you are pure, unique juice. You are light. And that thing you got going on - I personally think it's real. But you don't have to agree. But you know, Pluto wounds you. Pluto will even slay you. Wanna get slain? Then fuck with Pluto. Pluto knows a lot of things, it feels a lot, and it goes a lot. It can be good, it mostly is, but it can be bad of course. Bounce with it. You have this. 

My point is that Pluto makes deep scars, it's a deep planet, and it will be with you in the hard times and the best ones. Hey, Pluto, why so Poop-hole?