on a night too hot to sleep, I lay in bed fading but not sinking. but enough to dream. dream consciousness. i became aware of consciousness that is attached to, contingent upon a biological being. because of my biology, this consciousness occurs.

but somewhere in there was an awareness of a consciousness that is not attached to biology. and from there it's not a far stretch to think that this has something to do with the "pristine cognition" in the Tibetan Book of the Dead. This has something to do with the subtle mental body. luminous awareness.

something to do with, not it itself. Because i was thinking about it, or perceiving it, or thinking of perceiving it, it was a function of my biological being. it was glancing glance at it. like when you can't see a star when you look directly at where you think it is, but if you look off-axis, then it's there.

this is something new to add to my 'consciousness as something akin to dark energy' theory. not saying that consciousness has something to do with dark energy that astrophysicists are theorizing, but that the idea of a mysterious energy that pervades the universe and comprises about 75% of it, and about which we know next to nothing, is an inspiration for what may be the ground of human or life consciousness.

that consciousness has a naturally occurring basis in the universe. it's based on some fundamental energy that has taken concrete form in cooperation with biological life, not unlike how molecules and atoms coalesce to form matter.

wait, so what's my thesis now? am I saying consciousness is a function of biology or not, or both? Both, I guess. Or that fundamentally it's not a function of biology, but biology makes it something, makes something out of it. Shocks it into being something, and by doing so it becomes something particular to biological life on this particular planet.

I'm never done trailing this out...