This loneliness, this anguish of the bereaved Mind, is felt by every constituent of the universe. All its constituents are alive. Thus the ancient Greek thinkers were hylozoists

The ancient Greek thinkers understood the nature of this pan-psychism, but they could not read what it was saying. We lost the ability to read the language of the Mind at some primordial time; legends of this fall have come down to us in

A carefully-edited form. By "edited" I mean falsified. We suf­fer the Mind's bereavement and experience it inaccurately as guilt.

The Mind is not talking to us but by means of us. Its narrative passes through us and its sorrow infuses us irration­ally. As Plato discerned, there is a streak of the irrational in the World Soul.

In Summary: thoughts of the brain are experienced by us as arrangements and rearrangements-change-in a physical universe; but in fact it is really information and informa­tion-processing which we substantialize. We do not merely see its thoughts as objects, but rather as the movement, or, more precisely, the placement of objects: how they become linked to one another. But we cannot read the patterns of ar­rangement; we cannot extract the information in it-i.e. it as information, which is what it is. The linking and relinking of objects by the Brain is actually a language, but not a lan­guage like ours (since it is addressing itself and not someone or something outside itself).

We should be able to hear this information, or rather narrative, as a neutral voice inside us. But something has gone wrong. All creation is a language and nothing but a language, which for some inexplicable reason we can't read outside and can't hear inside. So I say, we have become idi­ots. Something has happened to our intelligence. My reason­ing is this: arrangement of parts of the Brain is a language. We are parts of the Brain; therefore we are language. Why, then, do we not know this? We do not even know what we are, let alone what the outer reality is of which we are parts. The origin of the word "idiot" is the word "private." Each of us has become private, and no longer shares the common thought of the Brain, except at a subliminal level. Thus our real life and purpose are conducted below our threshold of consciousness.