It cannot be seen with the naked eye. It will, however, eventually get very very much larger. In fact, it will typically have two eyes with which it won’t need a microscope to see the world it occupies. From that single cell, it will have to divide and reproduce itself and eventually be a 30 trillion cell human being.

For better or worse.

Some of the better of these 30 trillion cell humans will be those whose profession is to look through a microscope at a single human cell but not without staining them with dyes as they study the embryonic development that they themselves went trough in order to become micro-biology scientists, among other 30 trillion cell, fully developed humans who aspire to be positive, productive, respectful members of the human race. They use their brains for the greater good. You know, the STEM professionals, the Left Brain folks, or the creative Right Brain communication, visual or performing arts members of society. Some are more successful than others, more acknowledged and notable, but all mean to do no harm as they ply their professions. Medical science, rocket science, mathematics, physics, chemistry, social science and so on, or novelists, poets, singers, dancers, playwrights, filmmakers, comedians, historians, architects, graphic design and more. Notable or barely ever noticed (the working class that keep the machinery of modern life amenities and necessities working as honest, vital parts of humanity).

Unfortunately, some of those single cells develop into 30 trillion cells that create humans that are not at all beneficial to their fellow humans. Indeed, some of them are horrible. Despicable. Wicked. Injurious. Nefarious. Malevolent. Pernicious…uh…well, let’s just lump these types as EVIL. They are literal or figurative bomb throwers, warmongers, cheats, liars, leeches, and all around scum of the earth. As with the above noted honorable members of sharing, caring society, these evil-minded members of Club Chaos may be quite notorious, high profile power-mongering pricks or your garden variety jerks that do not seek to be a benefit to society, the ones that, by all objective observation, are incorrigibly bad people.

From that single cell that miraculously produces each and every human being, comes those wanting to do good, writ large or small, and those that are, well, again, evil minded. The bad seed? Can the lab coat professional, squinting through the microscope, detect the the flawed single cell that will inevitably be a horrible human? If we all start from that same, simple embryonic, ho-hum, nothing remarkable here other than knowing this thing will develop into who knows what type of person, one may wonder if there is somewhere in the microscopic beginning the legendary BAD SEED. Not the physiological birth defect that may appear early on, but the sickened mind that feeds on hatred, bigotry, xenophobia, and capable of killing in cold blood. Without naming any of these nattering nabobs of negativity–past or present–these are the ones that we in turn are given to loathing, or hating, and maybe wondering how in the name of creation do they even have to exist?

Of course, any of us 30 trillion cell members are potentially capable of having our moral moorings come untethered and sent adrift, losing sight of what is good, and what is not good. Are there any 100 proof saintly souls always willing to turn a cheek? Perhaps were are all, indeed, born as sinners. But that invokes religious dogma. And one person’s God is another person’s Satan. Ever noticed that? Something did create the automatic process of cells reproducing and growing, but only after a male and female of our species took a moment or two to copulate. Otherwise known as making love. And then we get to the chicken and egg pondering. Really! How did all this happen, which at this moment in time has a world on fire, or flooded, or starved for water, food or shelter, all of which clearly did not have to be the case, if only we all could pull together as human beings. If only we were wired–from whatever force that formed the human race–to simply realize that we all, indeed, started exactly the same way. But from that beginning, who knows to what end?

Pardon me. I need to “medicate” in order to meditate. My eyes are wide open. For better or worse.