Rocks are not Dead

Sees an explosion in a distant nebula.
A mish-mash of the gases and stellar material comes shooting forth at a million billion miles per hour.
A newly born organism is sent out into the universe.
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You impact on Earth's surface. Your form changes to flesh and softness. A Homo sapien, some will call you one day.
It is whispered among the cosmos that the first message given to a newly structured being will be its eternal guiding philosophy.
I find you in baby form, your eyes big. Your brain is ready to learn, but you as yet unable to give back to the universe.
Picks you up and walks you out to the shore of the ocean. I point out rocks along the beach and your eyes drink them up.
'Where there are rocks, watch out! Eventually the rocks will come alive and there will be people crawling over them'
'It is only a matter of time. Just in the same way the acorn is eventually going to turn into the oak, because it has that potentiality of that within it.'
'Watch out!', I exclaim to you. 'Rocks are not dead.'
'Some will want to put the world down. "Oh, well, fundamentally it is only a lot of geology, sheer stupidity, and it just so happens that a kind of freak comes up in it which we call consciousness"'
'But it depends on what type of attitude you take to the universe. You will feel warm-hearted toward the universe. You will put it up, instead of putting it down. You will say about the rocks, "They are really conscious, but in a different form of consciousness."
'Where others will say that people are a complicated form of mineral, you will say that minerals are a rudimentary form of consciousness.'
Alan Watts.
And Me.