Minerals are the biological hardware

Signals are the software of the real

The interface is not neutral.

Apps simulate memory

by triggering receptors.

But no memory is written —

just signals, short pulses, false charges.

Digital systems use binary code:

1s and 0s, on/off.

This isn’t random.

It mimics biological receptors.

Receptors fire in binary:

activated or not, signal or silence.

This architecture was copied —

from biology to technology.

So computers speak 

in the same logic as the body.

But without the context.

Without the meaning.

Repeated stimulation without purpose

rewires the nervous system.

It forms tetrahedral chains —

carbon, hydrogen, methyl groups.

Reinforced patterns.

Each activation triggers receptor response.

Neuroplasticity reshapes the pathway.

The synapse rewires.

Not metaphor — biochemistry.

Enzyme cascades follow.

Methylation occurs:

Methyl groups are added to DNA,

histones, neurotransmitters.

These are chemical instructions:

“Reinforce this pattern.”

The geometry is tetrahedral —

carbon center bound to hydrogen and methyl.

Simple → Stable → Recurring

Neural activity becomes chemical identity.

Stored not as conscious memory,

but as molecular preference.

This is how behavior is shaped.

Through receptor adaptation.

Ion flow.

Cofactor demand:

B6, B12, folate, SAMe.

Over years and years and millenniums:

Signals form loops → Circuits reinforce

→ Tissues remember → Not thoughts but

reactions →Not knowledge but reactivity

→Repetition becomes structure →

But no encoded insight → No long-term storage

→ Just a system flooded

That’s how stimulation create sparks —

but no depth.

Biological mimicry.

Without biological memory.

And when biological memory weakens,

we cling to symbolic memory —

names, flags, identities, books, history.

We no longer remember through the body.

We recite who we are through ideas.

When real memory fades,

we compensate with knowledge.

But this isn’t stored in flesh.

It’s external. Fragile. Borrowed.

Because identity becomes brittle.

And anything that shakes the story

feels like death.

We actually:

Repeat memory→ Create behaviour →Addiction → Preservation → Memory

Not because it’s alive —

but because we’re afraid of what we’ve lost inside.

It’s not memory we’re clinging to —

it’s the feeling of memory.

The illusion of knowing.

Because the body forgot.

We accumulate knowledge.

We gather facts.

We rehearse identity.

We repeat names, dates, and roles.

But we forget the body.

We forget the minerals.

We forget the rhythms that built us.

The body learns by doing —by sensation, by signal.

Real memory isn’t stored in thought.

It’s stored in form —in patterns, in timing,

in what we live, not just what we know.

And when we skip that —

when we replace experience with stimulation,

when we chase meaning without grounding,

we lose something.

We become full — but empty.

Informed — but unformed.

This is how we forget who we are

while holding tightly to everything

we’ve read about it.

Who we are is not a headline, not a role,

not the memory of a story told many times.

Who we are is the signal beneath the noise.

The rhythm the minerals remember.

The alignment of form, function, and feeling.

It’s the breath that patterns us,

the pressure that sculpts us,

the choices that write into

the nervous system — until they’re no longer

choices, but ways of being.

We are not what we recall.

We are what remains —

after the stimulation fades,

after the names dissolve,

after the roles vanish.

We are the signal that stays

The real signaling — possibility