Describe The Primacy Of Consciousness

4. Pagel’s conclusion is right. Only it isn’t my consciousness that is the only one – it’s ours. According to biocentrism, our individual separateness is an illusion.
There is no doubt that consciousness which was behind the youth you once were is also behind the mind of every animal and person existing in space and time. “There are,” wrote Loren Eiseley, the great anthropologist, “very few youths today who will pause coming from a biology class to finger a yellow flower or poke in friendly fashion at a sunning turtle on the edge of the campus pond and who are capable of saying to themselves ‘We are all one – all melted together.’”

We need a revolution in our understanding of science and of the world. Living in an age dominated by science,
It’s a journey that has taken me from my boyhood excursions in the woods near my home, to laboratory experiments and medical school, to the modern physics of spacetime and uncertainty, and back again to the essential power of consciousness as it determines the world around it. As a medical doctor and research biologist in the field of stem cells, I feel as though I am standing on the edge of a precipice. Staring back at me is a vast mystery that has fascinated me since early childhood, one that has enabled me to change the way I think about human nature and about science itself. I realize that all my life I have been pursuing this mystery with the intuition that our understanding of the world needs to change. How did we become believers in the ultimate objectivity and irrefutable hardness of scientific facts and hopelessly arcane theories? How did science become so sadly associated with deadening our interest in what is basically human and, more deeply, universal? My whole life has been an odyssey in science, an odyssey that has taken me to a reevaluation of not only what it means to be a scientist but also what it means to be part of the universe. Along the way, the process of becoming a scientist has led me to a new envisioning of the process of science itself – to a new way of understanding
All around me, the natural world still teems with life, each inhabiting its own world as it also shares a world with me, in my garden, sometimes in my attic, certainly in the woods and water around me. In addition to being populated with visitors from the outside, my inside world consists not only of furniture and books but unusual fossils of many different creatures. I feel often feel that where I live, human and non-human, inner and outer, me and not me, past and present, become no more than mean categories. Everything depends on how we arrange our true home, our mind, as it is surrounded by the flux and constant irreverent motion of nature. I feel what Emerson wrote in his first essay “Nature”: “Standing on the bare ground––my head bathed by the blithe air, and uplifted into infinite space––all mean egotism vanishes. I become a transparent eye-ball; I am nothing; I see all.” I am able to sense our constructs of space and time as just that—categories, temporary structures of the mind, our mind—in attempting to apprehend the world. But when I say, “temporary,” I don’t want to give the impression that there is something final on the horizon. Not at