Val is a life-long practically oriented student of effective emotional and attitudinal responses to the many challenges of life.
To achieve longevity you will live in cycles. No one gets there in one straight shot.
-- Rob Lowe
From time to time my busy intuitive speculating gains some courage to be shared with those who may also intellectually indulge in some of their own. While "officially" not claiming to be anything more than a sheer fiction, yet with a bit of that "aroma of truthfulness" which sometimes makes our creative imagination shift its gears to overdrive.
Such is the case of this sudden idea that got computed in my mind out of thin air, maybe assembling some stuff from those over thousand books read about human nature. Who can ever tell how things get cooked in head before that "a-ha" moment.
Does it hold water, maybe supported by some hard science? Well, future may tell, and for the time being, let me try to impress you with something that looks pretty much like evidence of some potential value.
Namely, I am 76; haven't seen a doctor in last 14 years; being the oldest but the only one in family not wearing eyeglasses; not using any prescription, or over the counter meds; falling asleep in about 3 minutes; can eat any foods without getting indigestion; no pains or discomforts; with strength about the same as some three decades ago -- and the rest is too private to mention.
Impressed enough to keep reading? And let me assure you that it's not about "good genes", what might first come to mind. These are the same genes of my childhood when I was attracting just about any sickness in the pediatrician's book; and same ones from times of my youth when I was a chain smoker, regular beer drinker, and a coffee monster.
Okay, with a little mention of this new science of epigenetics -- yes, my genome has been upregulated with mostly my mind, so that some genes merely got more expressed, while others went into dormant mode.
But. let's get to the meat of it, before you start suspecting that the whole post is about bragging.
To sustain longevity, you have to evolve.
Two Cycles of Biological Age
I wonder if you ever found it a kind of strange that a dog may, by some fluke of nature, extend its life for a few years, but never comparatively to us who may live to way over hundred?
However, that dog is most likely to spend that borrowed time being pretty much useless, with possible costs of meds, treatments, and even operations which makes you swear never to have another dog again. Unlike a centenarian who can still enjoy more than sex at that age.
Okay, maybe not without a little help from the tiny blue pill, but with that eagerness in his eyes which you are not likely to see at the old mutt whose eyesight may not allow it to even recognize a sexy bitch among a few cats.
You don't have to remind me how a turtle may outlive an oldest fart among us, but we are not really talking about the numbers, but rather about an excess over the expected age.
Thus, it could be quite fair to assume that animals' lifespan is fixed by their genetic program, whereas man's can exceed what would be his "normal" life expectation.
Now, just for fun -- with no such ambition to see it one day in books on gerontology -- I gave that animal genetic program the name primary cycle of lifespan.
Well, it a kind of saddens me to say it, but, judging by some obvious statistics, most of the humans share it with the animal kingdom, without having found a reliable way to extend it into what I have coined secondary cycle of longevity.
Quite humble names for something that an academic cosmetician would certainly call something sounding Latin or Greek. So, I am sure that my readers are not intellectual snobs only falling for some bombastic terminology.
Besides, I don't mind sounding somewhat defensive here, but let us remind ourselves that so much in science is still only in diapers of a theory, even though widely accepted as solid facts.
With this on my mind, I see my little speculation in a good company.
Many things can prolong your life, but only wisdom can save it.
-- Neel Burton
No Spare Parts in Our Body
Now, don't ask me why I suddenly found so significant the relatively new discovery by geneticists, that we are only using some 1.5% of our genes, counting thousands in our genome.
By the biological principle of endowment, body doesn't keep anything for what it has no use -- so those rest of 98.5% "junk genes", as they are called, simply must be just dormant, and waiting to be used -- according to a smart ass of my intellectual caliber. I think good doctor Joe Dispenza once called it nicely a genetic library of our potential.
Hey, we are not talking about hair which we can live without -- albeit not particularly happy about it -- but rather about a part of our cellular intelligence. As you must have noticed, impatient in waiting for a full mane gene to be discovered, men got creative and started this trend of shaving their heads.
Back to "expendable body parts" -- somewhere I read how they discovered that even the stupid looking appendix has some role in our body, not being useless, as it was previously believed.
Now, if my fantasizing hasn't turned you away so far, maybe it won't bother you too much if I add to it my wild speculation about human race originating from a genetic engineering done by space people.
That scholar Lloyd Pike wouldn't laugh like you may be laughing now, as he is the one who gave an elaborate scientific video with something that looked like proofs that our number of chromosomes could not have been done by nature -- without an artificial intervention.
That's the most I could pick up from that two hour presentation, so don't expect me to go scientific here. Let's be logical, folks, if I could prove any of it in terms of a hard science, this article wouldn't be here, but in a highly prestigious science magazine.
The secret to so many artists living so long is that every painting is a new adventure. So, you see, there is always looking ahead to something new and exciting. The secret is not looking back.
-- Norman Rockwell
A Matter of Frequency
Then, a logical outcome of that idea would be that it's that 98.5% of unused genes in our genome which represent the extraterrestrial "paternal contribution". So, why out of that outlandish potential we only got to enjoy enough intelligence to do some texting while driving, blowing each other up, and electing Donald Trumps.
I am not only counting on your knowing that everything in this universe vibrates, but also on your willingness to picture how those E.T. genes are vibrating in some very fine, high frequencies.
Our genetic tragedy starts with their being overpowered by the crude assembly of low frequencies of our primordial mother "Rhesus" -- as that privileged ape was named, which got inseminated by those genetic geniuses.
The word got around that our Maker created us in his own image -- and while it may be physically true (forget about ugly grey E.T.'s, think more in terms of some heavenly beautiful avatars), but by our recognizable animalistic features of behavior, we definitely took after mother. With arrogance, greed, territoriality, hoarding of means of survival -- you name the rest.
Think about it. We tend to take as a "fluke of nature" all those geniuses and savants with almost outlandish and unexplainable abilities -- including very long lifespans -- but what if those "flukes" are nothing else but some of those E.T. genes having found a crack of opportunity to sneak out to their expression.
For example, how would you explain the ability of that Indian woman who could multiply in her head a seven digit number by another seven digit number? Or, aside of such extreme cases -- how could that Canadian 23 years old woman walk barefoot two hundred feet of hot coal bed without a mark of burning on her feet -- to make it to the Guinness book of records.
Or, that frail woman lifting a three ton car to save her son from under it. Even some of those well documented cases of spontaneous remission are spooky enough to make one wonder what outlandish part in their nature was able to perform a miraculous overnight healing.
Could we start seeing in all that a base for that secondary cycle of lifespan that I was announcing in the title of this post.
People will do anything, no matter how absurd, in order to avoid facing their souls. One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making darkness conscious.
-- Carl Jung
Stress a Culprit? What Else Is New?
With everything said so far, is it any wonder why long time meditators and self-disciplinarians -- myself included here -- enjoy peaceful, healthy and happy lives?
Could we say that during their deep meditations they are silencing those loud animalistic genes and upregulating the expression of those highly beneficial ones belonging to other worlds.
And is it just a coincidence that such individuals talk about spirituality, about harmonious coexistence, about love and constant celebration of life. Since they are vibrating with different frequencies, there is no violent bone in them, they usually don't seek a status in society -- equating to an "alpha in the pack", or amassing possessions.
Modern science of epigenetics is telling us about the enormous role of our "emotional climate", our beliefs, attitudes, and dominant daily thoughts in the state of our health -- and longevity.
Like that famous cellular biologist Dr. Bruce Lipton would say: Stress becomes our biology".
We are already born with a predisposition outlined by our ancestors, with their own tendency towards stress, but the good news is that we don't have to allow the expression of those genes. We can outlive by number of years our parents and grandparents and those further back.
It's a kind of sad that the expression like "It runs in the family" became a household truism. So, just like our happy, tail-wagging Fido, so we get to live only our primary cycle of lifespan, not knowing that it's only our mind-style keeping us away from the secondary cycle of longevity.
So, where is stress coming from? It's coming from our animalistic preoccupation with survival. We are run by our survival strategies, and everything we do has something to do with either defending our precious asses, or making them more domineering in the herd, or looking good in the eyes of the opposite sex.
Remember, there is no longevity in "should".
-- Melisa Steginus
Driven by Two Instincts in Primary Cycle of Lifespan
By the time that we reach our maturity -- when it would be the time for us to start consciously igniting the secondary cycle of longevity, we are so tired of life and accumulated stresses of surviving, that we can't be proactive enough -- having turned into just something like reactive automatons.
We have spent all formative years enriching our survival arsenal and reviving our ancestral predisposition to stress in our animalistic portion of DNA. Which makes us pretty much experts in arts of getting pissed-off about just anything.
And if there is not enough of it, we will go creative and make our relationships so damn complicated that we don't even need that secondary cycle of longevity for that additional suffering.
Let's look at that little deeper difference between the two cycles of lifespan.
You see, in our primary cycle of lifespan there are two instincts of paramount importance: 1) Instinct of survival, and 2) instinct of procreation. Like all animals, we first learn skills for surviving, and then we have to make babies -- after which, our nature in programmed to give us less and less of those youthfulness hormones.
Those two instincts are so important that two strongest emotions are attached to them. For survival it's fear, and for procreating it's orgasmic excitement. So, as we are approaching our maturity, our nature sees us less and less "needed", assuming that we have done our duty of procreating.
Certain spiders get killed by their females as soon as they impregnate them. So much for "living happily ever after". Procreation and survival are so close to each other that some males will fight to death for the right to mate with a female. Think of those damn rams and what kind of headache they still must have after the first wedding night from all that idiotic head butting.
So, that's the beginning of the big biological decline. Combined with stresses, it spells aging.
But then we should use our advantage over Fido, which doesn't have in its genome those E.T. genes and is doomed to go at the end of its primary cycle of lifespan. Our maturity makes us intellectually and emotionally equipped to drop the strife of survivalism and start activating that better side of us.
I just love that title of dr. Joe Dispenza's book that keeps inspiring me: "Breaking the Habit of Being Yourself". Even though he is hardly mentioning anything about longevity there, with me connecting the dots, I see how important it is to dispose of our old reactive nature and start being proactive.
Meaning that we stop living a series of routines, replaying our past -- in my terms, replaying the primary cycle of lifespan.
Seven thousand years is just one day at a time.
-- Terry Pratchett
Maybe the Time Will Come
Personally, I have from ever enthused myself about this possibility of our being a part of a much more dignifying design than our working, eating, sleeping, pooping, and procreating would suggest.
Looking at the stars I just can't but wonder about the mystery of our origin. And looking at the global affairs of an animalistic repertoire I simply feel that need to share my enthusiasm and possibly inspire a reader or two with that divine vision of an advanced cosmic community that's watching over us -- because that's what parents do.
With all that's going on politically and otherwise, I hope I can be forgiven for sometimes feeling as if I am not of this planet. A deep part of me is shedding a tear over the mankind which apparently can't spot in themselves that part of their inheritance which would justify their calling themselves "homo sapiens" -- or "thinking man".
Maybe the time will come when that secondary cycle of longevity becomes something to celebrate, along with awareness that we are not alone in this vast universe , with a spiritual umbilical cord connecting our genome with a source of higher intelligence.
But will we listen this time, after all our gods didn't speak to us convincingly enough?
© 2021 Val Karas