Detection of aura of sentient
beings is a second nature of Dhenn; a feeling rather than a vibration, it is
raw unfiltered emotion. Even though my worldly appearance is not as you would
expect, I possess the ability to ‘see’ an aura generated by organic minds. To
give it some kind of perspective for you humans, it appears like a swirling
miasma onto which are superimposed colours that relay conscious thought. With
much of humankind, I feel nothing other than a dark black like a total eclipse
of the sun onto which golden flecks of awareness have been superimposed. In
others, radiant sparks and light displays communicate what I suppose, to you,
could be described as pain, joy, sadness or happiness.
The aura of the human who had
brought me here was night black and speckled with incandescent sparks of dominant
reds flecked with gold, the colours of pain in your limited visual spectrum. He
was what some might have called cruel, but his real condition, to all intents
and purposes was that he just lacked empathy for other beings whose existence
was not considered as essential as his own.
Aura allows me and others,
collectively we think of ourselves as ‘Watchers’, an impression of thought.
With me, the strange thing is that the ability seems to have become stronger
now that I am in this field and the beatings have stopped. I have put on weight;
my hair has grown back and the skin diseases that were slowly eating away at my
essence have been put on hold. With the gentle care and vigorous brushing I
receive, my coat has become glossy and thick.
Perhaps now is the time for the
introductions. I am what you humans call a donkey. I live in a field outside a
small village in southern Spain with Mary, a young and scatter-brained horse.
My humans, Juana and Philip, decided to allow Mary, then nothing more than a bouncy young foal, to come into the field after I had arrived, and I am still
trying to stabilise her mind. As with all horses, she is highly strung and her
aura doesn’t extend to much more than considering what there is to eat and
drink.
One of the principal and obvious
differences between our kind and humans is that your aura has been severely limited
by the construction of evolutionary boundaries that has led the principal organ
of the body: your brain, down a separate path of development. Eons have passed
and, as you began to walk upright, communicate and organise yourselves into
social groupings and, later, efficient armies, your brains, home of the
consciousness became inexorably separated from Dhenn.
Most of your kind retreated into
temporal bodies and, whilst your societies grew and expanded, consuming the
natural world, you not only became more and more remote from each other but
also from the world around you.
Watchers, on the other hand, didn’t
develop manipulative digits with which to mould our surroundings and so, I have
come to realise, retain a direct link to Dhenn. Through us, Dhenn develops to a
point that some amongst my species become the possessors of abilities that are
undreamed of and, for the most part, go undetected by you humans. From our
privileged position of generally being ignored, we developed a world view that
is as many faceted as it is colourful and endless. The meaning of our lives
does not concern us because we know intuitively what it is. Indeed,
we aren’t concerned that our worldly bodies will come to an end because the
awareness that time is only an abstract concept, and age affects our essence
very little, is an integral part of Dhenn; timeless and a central part of
existence.
You humans, with your current state
of awareness, seek to understand the world around you but your imagination only
allows you to arrive as far as that mystic concept known as the consciousness,
a spark of awareness that is isolated in a chamber as surely as if it were
positioned immovably in a locked room. As we have already established,
evolution has ensured that humans have lost the ability to move beyond the
shell of self and, for the most part, consciousness’ ability to connect with
Dhenn has long been lost.
Humans know that consciousness is
that enigmatic facet that all of them possess but that none can define. None
know from where it comes or where it goes to after exhaustion of the earthly
body. I understand, from my wanderings, that your kind explains it as a series
of electrical impulses that, somehow, generates an entity that takes on
individuality. But, in those same terms, many questions remain including the
big ones such as: what is it? At what point in the development of the animal
does it become an integral part of an autonomous being? What happens to it when
the worldly body dies? And, perhaps most importantly: what makes each
consciousness unique?
Because, unique each consciousness is, and each is as concrete as it is
indestructible. Each, and this is true of all organic matter, is also a small
part of Dhenn.
