Aldous Huxley: The “Inanimate” Is Alive

With homemade instruments and radical patience, Bose forces matter to betray itself: plants pulse, feel shock, crave stimulants, writhe, and die; metals, too, fatigue and respond. What we called “inanimate” merely hid its vitality. Life was never imported into matter—it was always there, waiting for eyes sensitive enough to see it.