Telepathy began in utero. Telepathy began in the dark, in the void, in the silence. Telepathy was there first. An energy. A listening. There was listening before there was The Word. Who or what was listening? We don’t know. The beginning of human-ness? The beginning of what some might refer to as the soul? Telepathy began in the nothing. It was an opening, a pocket of receptivity inside the blackness. The first ear. The first heart. The first little tangle of pulsing cells, vibrating and feeling the vibrations of others. Is telepathy feeling?
It started when one of the three withces grew silent, retreated into herself, searching for a hidden passage towards healing. She went further and further, so far that the wy back was not easy to find. Dark corner, unrealized thought creatures, a whole lifetime and beyond nestled in between. Thats’s when the two other withces started to sing, to sing like sirens, loud and clear, we’re still here… here with you… Their screams shatterd like thunder through space, piercing walls and borders. Everyone could hear their cry: We’re still here. Together.”
Before language it began in the cells and the amoebas. Before limbs came to muddy things up. Before complex systems in physical spaces got defined mapped in an attempt at understanding began. Before tongues and hands and spitttle and a penis and a vagina. Before feathers and feet, claws and paws. Before flight and trekking through forests. Before sunlight hitting on skin and warming backs on stones. Before small logged components measured time.
