ECOGNOSIS by ENIX INRI

We have forgotten what we always knew.
The soil beneath your feet holds the memory of your ancestors. The air you breathe carries molecules once exhaled by creatures long extinct. The water in your cells has cycled through cloud and ocean, mountain and river, for billions of years.
You are not in the world. You are the world, awakening to itself.
Listen: the wind through leaves speaks a language your bones remember. The rhythm of waves matches the pulse in your veins. This is not metaphor—it is lineage.
Our modern minds have built walls where there are only membranes. We have drawn boundaries where there exists only flow. We have claimed ownership where there is only belonging.
Ecognosis is remembering what was never truly forgotten.
It comes in moments—when sunlight filters through forest canopy and time suspends. When a distant mountain peak pulls something ancient from your chest. When the night sky opens above you and you feel yourself falling upward into infinity.
These are not escapes from reality but returns to it.
The crisis we face is not merely ecological—it is epistemological. We have forgotten how to know our place. The path forward requires not only new thinking but renewed perception.
To know the world is to know yourself.
To heal the world is to heal yourself.
To love the world is to discover what you truly are.
This knowledge lives in your body. It whispers in the quiet moments.
It is waiting for you to remember.

In the gap between knowing and being known lies the weird—the moment when ecognosis reveals itself not as comfort, but as beautiful disorientation.
You stand at the edge of ancient forest. A fallen log, deteriorating for decades, hosts colonies of fungi whose mycelial networks extend for miles beneath your feet. They are speaking to one another in chemical languages older than your species. You are being read by the forest even as you read it.
This is the first strangeness: you are not the only consciousness here.
The scale shifts dizzyingly. The microbiome within your gut contains more genetic information than your own DNA. You are a walking plurality, a cooperation of trillions. The boundary of your selfhood blurs. What exactly are "you" when your existence depends on countless others?
The timeline expands impossibly. The oxygen filling your lungs was manufactured by cyanobacteria billions of years before mammals existed. You inhale the exhalation of deep time. The carbon in your bones was forged in dying stars. You are built of the universe's oldest transmutations.
Ecognosis isn't merely connection—it's the vertigo that comes when connection reveals the strange truth: nature is not a mirror that reflects human meaning back to us, but an alien intelligence that precedes and exceeds us.
The weird ecological truth: you belong absolutely to a system you can never fully comprehend.
In the shadow between branches, in the spaces between species, in the silence between heartbeats—there lies a knowledge that is both yours and not yours. It whispers that to be alive is to participate in a mystery that is simultaneously intimate and utterly foreign.
The world is not as we thought. It is stranger, older, more permeable. And we are strangers to ourselves until we recognize this strangeness as home.

23 Jan 2020 ·

Tracklist

1.	STENDHAL	2:47

2.	MAGNETIC FLUX	2:52

3.	DIRAC FIELDS	4:12

4.	HO'OMANA	2:17

5.	THAT FEELING	7:22

6.	HYPERBOLIC	3:47

7.	INTERRUPT CONTROL	3:06

8.	SYMMETRY INFLEXION	5:37

9.	CHRYSANTHEMUM	3:24

10.	WORLD SHEET	4:50

11.	MYRIAD UNIVERSUS	4:00

12.	ECOGNOSIS	9:18

13.	BHUTIH	5:57

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released March 13, 2025

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