Cosmiosis

Cosmiosis: Cosmic osmosis. The event horizon where there is a flow of consciousness from a point of greater concentration to a point of lesser concentration, the former being the deification locus for whatever spiritual or non-spiritual entity or non-entity that exists or does not exist on the existential plane of consciousness, the latter being a sentient being, most likely in a human form. The result of the flow can be minimal or of great magnitude and can have any effect, physical or mental. The resultant is then determined to be a cosmic event by the receiver.

Example: Minimal Cosmiosis: You go to the grocery store to get milk. For some reason you go through the dog food aisle. Your pooch’s favorite brand suddenly comes into view. You grab a bag and head to the check-out. When you get home, your wife sees you have dog food. “Oh, good,” she says, “I was hoping you would get some dog food because we are out, and I didn’t think about it until you had already gone to the store.”

Example: Medial Cosmiosis: You sometimes seem to be cognizant of what someone is going to say before they say it. This does not happen on a regular basis, but when it does you are aware that you knew beforehand what someone was going to say.

Example: Maximal Cosmiosis: You are running like mad in a thunderstorm, lightning crashing all around and you call out in fear to St. Ann to be saved. After you realize that you are not a piece of toast, you begin to formulate your ideas and philosophy on a grand scale. Although your actions are deemed subversive and your life is in peril, you continue to be protected and to outdistance those who are against you. Later you nail 95 points of interest to the door of your church.

Penultimate Cosmiosis: Darjeeling brushed the dirt off of his Indian Motorcycle Replica Boots as he stepped off of the extraterrestrial craft. By Cosmiosis, he had communicated his intent to land at the Art Garfunkel concert in Kansas City, Missouri on Friday night. “These boobs will think it’s all a part of the act,” he thought to himself as the ET Craft hooovered among the palm trees. The Garf looked a bit surprised as Darjeeling bounded onstage whistling the whistling bridge to “Me and Julio down by the schoolyard” and swigging a Mickey’s.