CHAPTER XVIII.

THE FOOD OF MAN.

"This leads me to remark," answered the eyeless seer, "that you speak

without due consideration of previous experience. You are, or should be,

aware of other and as marked differences in food products of upper

earth, induced by climate, soil and cultivation. The potato which, next

to wheat, rice, or corn, you know supplies nations of men with starchy

food, originated as a wild weed in South America and Mexico, where it

yet exists as a small, watery, marble-like tuber, and its nearest

kindred, botanically, is still poisonous. The luscious apple reached its

present excellence by slow stages from knotty, wild, astringent fruit,

to which it again returns when escaped from cultivation. The cucumber is

a near cousin of the griping, medicinal cathartic bitter-apple, or

colocynth, and occasionally partakes yet of the properties that result

from that unfortunate alliance, as too often exemplified to persons who

do not peel it deep enough to remove the bitter, cathartic principle

that exists near the surface. Oranges, in their wild condition, are

bitter, and are used principally as medicinal agents. Asparagus was once

a weed, native to the salty edges of the sea, and as this weed has

become a food, so it is possible for other wild weeds yet to do.

Buckwheat is a weed proper, and not a cereal, and birds have learned

that the seeds of many other weeds are even preferable to wheat. The

wild parsnip is a poison, and the parsnip of cultivation relapses

quickly into its natural condition if allowed to escape and roam again.

The root of the tapioca plant contains a volatile poison, and is deadly;

but when that same root is properly prepared, it becomes the wholesome

food, tapioca. The nut of the African anacardium (cachew nut) contains a

nourishing kernel that is eaten as food by the natives, and yet a drop

of the juice of the oily shell placed on the skin will blister and

produce terrible inflammations; only those expert in the removal of the

kernel dare partake of the food. The berry of the berberis vulgaris is

a pleasant acid fruit; the bough that bears it is intensely bitter. Such

examples might be multiplied indefinitely, but I have cited enough to

illustrate the fact that neither the difference in size and structure of

the species in the mushroom forest through which we are passing, nor the

conditions of these bodies, as compared with those you formerly knew,

need excite your astonishment. Cultivate a potato in your former home so

that the growing tuber is exposed to sunshine, and it becomes green and

acrid, and strongly virulent. Cultivate the spores of the intra-earth

fungi about us, on the face of the earth, and although now all parts of

the plants are edible, the species will degenerate, and may even become

poisonous. They lose their flavor under such unfavorable conditions, and

although some species still retain vitality enough to resist poisonous

degeneration, they dwindle in size, and adapt themselves to new and

unnatural conditions. They have all degenerated. Here they live on

water, pure nitrogen and its modifications, grasping with their roots

the carbon of the disintegrated limestone, affiliating these substances,

and evolving from these bodies rich and delicate flavors, far superior

to the flavor of earth surface foods. On the surface of the earth, after

they become abnormal, they live only on dead and devitalized organic

matter, having lost the power of assimilating elementary matter. They

then partake of the nature of animals, breathe oxygen and exhale

carbonic acid, as animals do, being the reverse of other plant

existences. Here they breathe oxygen, nitrogen, and the vapor of water;

but exhale some of the carbon in combination with hydrogen, thus

evolving these delicate ethereal essences instead of the poisonous gas,

carbonic acid. Their substance is here made up of all the elements

necessary for the support of animal life; nitrogen to make muscle,

carbon and hydrogen for fat, lime for bone. This fungoid forest could

feed a multitude. It is probable that in the time to come when man

deserts the bleak earth surface, as he will some day be forced to do, as

has been the case in frozen planets that are not now inhabited on the

outer crust; nations will march through these spaces on their way from

the dreary outside earth to the delights of the salubrious inner sphere.

Here then, when that day of necessity appears, as it surely will come

under inflexible climatic changes that will control the destiny of

outer earth life, these constantly increasing stores adapted to nourish

humanity, will be found accumulated and ready for food. You have already

eaten of them, for the variety of food with which I supplied you has

been selected from different portions of these nourishing products

which, flavored and salted, ready for use as food, stand intermediate

between animal and vegetable, supplying the place of both."

My instructor placed both hands on my shoulders, and in silence I stood

gazing intently into his face. Then, in a smooth, captivating,

entrancing manner, he continued:

"Can you not see that food is not matter? The material part of bread is

carbon, water, gas, and earth; the material part of fat is charcoal and

gas; the material part of flesh is water and gas; the material part of

fruits is mostly water with a little charcoal and gas.[4] The material

constituents of all foods are plentiful, they abound everywhere, and yet

amid the unlimited, unorganized materials that go to form foods man

would starve.

[4] By the term gas, it is evident that hydrogen and nitrogen were

designated, and yet, since the instructor insists that other gases

form part of the atmosphere, so he may consistently imply that

unknown gases are parts of food.--J. U. L.

"Give a healthy man a diet of charcoal, water, lime salts, and air; say

to him, 'Bread contains no other substance, here is bread, the material

food of man, live on this food,' and yet the man, if he eat of these,

will die with his stomach distended. So with all other foods; give man

the unorganized materialistic constituents of food in unlimited amounts,

and starvation results. No! matter is not food, but a carrier of food."

"What is food?"

"Sunshine. The grain of wheat is a food by virtue of the sunshine fixed

within it. The flesh of animals, the food of living creatures, are

simply carriers of sunshine energy. Break out the sunshine and you

destroy the food, although the material remains. The growing plant locks

the sunshine in its cells, and the living animal takes it out again.

Hence it is that after the sunshine of any food is liberated during the

metamorphosis of the tissues of an animal although the material part of

the food remains, it is no longer a food, but becomes a poison, and

then, if it is not promptly eliminated from the animal, it will destroy

the life of the animal. This material becomes then injurious, but it

is still material.

"The farmer plants a seed in the soil, the sunshine sprouts it,

nourishes the growing plant, and during the season locks itself to and

within its tissues, binding the otherwise dead materials of that tissue

together into an organized structure. Animals eat these structures,

break them from higher to lower compounds, and in doing so live on the

stored up sunshine and then excrete the worthless material side of the

food. The farmer spreads these excluded substances over the earth again

to once more take up the sunshine in the coming plant organization, but

not until it does once more lock in its cells the energy of sunshine can

it be a food for that animal."

"Is manure a food?" he abruptly asked.

"No."

"Is not manure matter?"

"Yes."

"May it not become a food again, as the part of another plant, when

another season passes?"

"Yes."

"In what else than energy (sunshine) does it differ from food?"

"Water is a necessity," I said.

"And locked in each molecule of water there is a mine of sunshine.

Liberate suddenly the sun energy from the gases of the ocean held in

subjection thereby, and the earth would disappear in an explosion that

would reverberate throughout the universe. The water that you truly

claim to be necessary to the life of man, is itself water by the grace

of this same sun, for without its heat water would be ice, dry as dust.

'Tis the sun that gives life and motion to creatures animate and

substances inanimate; he who doubts distrusts his Creator. Food and

drink are only carriers of bits of assimilable sunshine. When the fire

worshipers kneeled to their god, the sun, they worshiped the great food

reservoir of man. When they drew the quivering entrails from the body of

a sacrificed victim they gave back to their God a spark of sunshine--it

was due sooner or later. They builded well in thus recognizing the

source of all life, and yet they acted badly, for their God asked no

premature sacrifice, the inevitable must soon occur, and as all

organic life comes from that Sun-God, so back to that Creator the

sun-spark must fly."

"But they are heathen; there is a God beyond their narrow conception of

God."

"As there is also a God in the Beyond, past your idea of God. Perhaps to

beings of higher mentalities, we may be heathen; but even if this is so,

duty demands that we revere the God within our intellectual sphere. Let

us not digress further; the subject now is food, not the Supreme

Creator, and I say to you the food of man and the organic life of man is

sunshine."

He ceased, and I reflected upon his words. All he had said seemed so

consistent that I could not deny its plausibility, and yet it still

appeared altogether unlikely as viewed in the light of my previous earth

knowledge. I did not quite comprehend all the semi-scientific

expressions, but was at least certain that I could neither disprove nor

verify his propositions. My thoughts wandered aimlessly, and I found

myself questioning whether man could be prevailed upon to live

contentedly in situations such as I was now passing through. In company

with my learned and philosophical but fantastically created guardian and

monitor, I moved on.

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