It was at such a meeting that we anticipated a coming crisis. We feared that Naming would be placed in jeopardy, or subject to an imbalance that threatened the continued expression of some very promising points of view. Naming is plainer to experience than to explain. It is what we call the process of life appearing to change, –you might think of it as time or continuity of being in the physical world; all the most complex expressions of life differentiated and differentiating, -, evolving, I suppose you could say. The Lesser Namers, like me, who are the repositories of the lineages of certain expressions of life, and collectively of all life, meet at this time to recognize and thus constitute our chief, The Namer for the next epoch. The epochal Namer, who at the present time happens to be a moose named Borea, is the first among our Council, a being tending toward the coming preponderance of consciousness, who must, in a sense, represent all of us -, sort of like the conductor of an orchestra. An event that had taken place prior to the particular one of which I speak, that is to say, prior to our Meeting, gave rise to our perception of an impending crisis -, the crisis, I daresay, that is nigh. I speak of the crisis that precipitated my Naming an event outside of the self-imposed limits of the great Council, an event that will cause the extinction of humanity among many other creatures.
We first perceived its coming in the Cretaceous period, but not just any time within that period, because, by human standards, the period itself was a long stretch, but at the particular moment, the meeting of The Five took place. This was the dawn of the angiosperms. The first land dwelling plants, who we call ‘The Five’, met not long after their relocation from Oceania to Gaia. That is, having planted themselves on land from their prior habitation, exchanging the stability of land for being at the mercy of tide, wind and current. The Five were called Ephedrah, Gnetumme, and Welwhitchia and the flowering plants Antophytha and Magnoliopsidia. And so began life in the Language of Flowers.
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