Imagine there are already and have been for a while, life forms that have started away from their homes on planets from the billions and billions of stars in existence.
Also imagine that , at some point, they are going to want to establish communication with the creatures they discover. If we can talk to each other then we can truly understand what we each have to offer.
Whether through natural brain evolution or an outsiders’ nudge in the genetic mutation area, it’s possible to imagine that individuals who are deemed neuroatypical by their contemporaries are, in fact, further along the path to becoming the necessary bridges to other ways of perception and ultimately, communication.
It seems reasonable to imagine that those of us who can see what others can’t, hear things others don’t, or see sounds, exist and survive to pass the genetic changes onward. Luckily for all of us, great, brilliant creativity accompanies this gift in many people. Unfortunately, these talents also bring horrifying disability to many, many others.
Why do these mutations persist in our genomes? They are meant to be there, must be there. It’s just hard to see how humanity is a work in progress. We live in societies that have decided to try and medicate away the expressions of these abilities. We should be trying to help relieve the suffering without silencing the atypical.
I’m trying to figure out how my recently acquired abilities are meant to be helpful, contributory. I’m childless, so no passing my genes on. Pretty average creativity-wise. Unless I’m hypomanic and then I’m brilliant. Right. Just part of the process, I guess.
It is fun to imagine how the status of the extraordinary “mentals” who put us in contact with others will change from one of fear and concern to one of adulation and appreciation.