DNA’s Voice
In a ventriloquist style, DNA speaks.
I don’t like the phrase ‘at the end of the day’, and I have often wondered why. It really puts an end to thought process – ignorantly ignoring the ongoing complexity of
decision-making.
However, ‘at the end of the day’, if DNA doesn’t talk, there are no days for us to end. If we can divorce ourselves from that element which so defines us, our consciousness, and look for the absolute driver, the daunting power that nature expresses through
DNA is obvious.
The DNA of the human race powerfully conducts its business through three words. Yes, there are some variations, but in these eight letters, it speaks the only reason for DNA to speak, a totally selfish reason being known only to DNA.
Human DNA can only survive if it can mix it with other DNA, for the DNA of an individual cannot have a future if it does not connect to another’s DNA.
In our daily busy, confused, wonderful and traumatic lives, we are oblivious to the fact that the snake of Eden is seeking another. Our consciousness is foolish enough to think we control this search. We don’t!
With the simple words ‘I love you’, DNA woos another DNA to submission. They develop a bond so strong that it allows for the continuation of the individual’s DNA, albeit, in a modified form and as an ongoing expression – one that will be influenced by the bond of the parent DNA and the society in which the DNA is tasked to survive.
How powerful are those eight letters arranged into those three simple words?
The complexity of the connection that those simple three words engender is the ultimate expression of the life force that is DNA.
Countless works of art in the form of cave painting, literary pieces, and songs over the millennia formulate the raison d’être. Endless wailings of love and love lost trauma
permeate our every day. There are very few songs that really only mean the
weather and not some symbolic alignment of dark clouds and lost love.
Harmonics of the music resonate with our souls as does the wonder of books – creating understanding and sometimes tolerance – loosening our borders and inviting connection. I concede that other motives for literary expression and art exist.
These ongoing constructs that signal and support love are testimony to the power of the double-stranded helix.