The Origin of Being

How a Child Experiences the World Before Abstraction

When we come into the world, we are neither calculators nor analysts. A child does not perceive reality in measurable quantities or abstract categories, but as an undivided whole. It does not yet experience the world through the filter of intellect, but at that moment is entirely a pure, feeling being, energetically and emotionally merging with its environment.

This initial unity with the origin—the biological mother and, in a universal sense, Mother Earth—is a state of perfect, inseparable connection. In many ancient traditions and myths throughout world history, precisely this primal state of deep connection to the earth is described as the most original form of being. Only from this secure state do we slowly "peel" ourselves out through the development of the intellect.

Abstraction is the moment when the world ceases to be a pure feeling and begins to become a concept. Only with time do we learn to quantify, evaluate, and draw sharp boundaries: between "I" and "you," between "one" and "many."

The capacity for abstraction and thinking in terms of quantities are undoubtedly powerful tools for our survival and our intellect in this modern world. Yet this process inevitably separates us to some extent from that original, intuitive umbilical cord to creation. We exchange the infinite expanse of feeling for the measurable limitations of knowledge. This raises the question of whether, as adults, we can consciously experience this state of unintentional, undivided connection again through moments of surrender.

Original German Lyrics

Verse 1 No calculating mind, no cold plan, The child looks without filters.

One with the world, pure feeling, Before the shadows cool.

Mother Earth, umbilical cord, We are the world, we are nature.

Verse 2

(A gentle piano begins, symbolic of the awakening mind) Abstraction draws sharp boundaries, We measure in empty quantities.

Between I and you, a cool glass, We ask: What am I? What was that?

The price of wisdom, heavy and vast, Is shared loneliness.

Chorus

(The music opens, becoming expansive and warm) Oh, undivided wholeness, Before measurable finitude.

In the moment of surrender, I feel the ancient language.

Back to the umbilical cord of creation, Sanctifies the deep connection to the earth.

Transition

(The instruments drift in the space, almost timeless and meditative) Knowledge is power, but feeling is being.

We imprison ourselves in thought.

But in the silence, hand in hand,

We remember the land...

Refrain

(Full, healing finale of all instruments) Oh, the undivided wholeness, Before measurable finitude.

In the moment of surrender, I feel the ancient language.

Back to the umbilical cord of creation, Sanctifying the deep connection to the earth.

Finale Undivided wholeness...

(Mmm-mmm...) One.