Chapter 3 The Heavy Weights

  The first couple of chapters have briefly given my view of scientific thought. Arguably scientific blaspheme to many.  Yet many people including Darwin have failed to look towards the living modern world in attempt to paint an accurate picture of the workings of Nature.
   Before I introduce the heavy weights I wish to reintegrate some of the facts  in regards to species.   First fact, if a species loses its primary food source for what ever of many reasons, its instinct like a man eating a man is to survive. It will completely change its diet healthy or not, yes vegetarians in many cases become carnivorous in order to survive or they face Extinction.   That is the key here in what I'm about to unroll on you.  Extinction.  Many animals and groups of people have gone the way of the Dodo. Yes some survivors and modern adaptations are present with us.  But the original like Rome back in the day is no longer here.  Mans own failure of evolution is a whole other chapter.
  First lets point out our first champion of defying one mans theory. The humble, half starved Panda. This carnivorous animal complete with teeth and digestion is found eating all day long Bamboo.  Why is it eating bamboo? Well most likely the answer lies in Extinction.  Its food source died out, or they migrated and lost the food source? The answer is lost in time, but one answer is obvious. The Panda has yet to evolve. In fact it is faced with Extinction.   How does this jive with the dogma of Natural History? Survival of the fittest yes, but that is it. All day long it survives by a never eating spree of Bamboo. In fact unlike all other Bears it is impossible for our Panda to hibernate.  Because of the low calorie nature of its food it is forced to stay eating all 4 seasons.
  If the Panda does not convince you of the failure of Darwin. Then how about the Pacu Fish?  This teeth like a man of a fish was introduced into Papu New Guene as a added food source to local islanders.  It in about of a decade of time ran out of vegetation to eat. So it soon began eating anything it could and still does. Because of this the crocodile has suffered, humans have even been bitten and in some instances castrated.   This fish was once and is known as a strict vegetarian but when faced with the eyes of starvation and extinction it has adopted to eat anything it can. All water birds included. 
So tell me again about evolution? How does it work?   Where is it going?   So if we are always going forward and we arrogantly think men are always doing the right thing, then why do we live in a time where there has never been so much hate, greed, violence in every preciavable way and every crime possible is committed.  Why has man in many civilized countries become so out of balance and so on the path of what I would call moral extinction.   Such degradation of society can only lead in one direction, that of Rome.
  With the beauty of nature, there is always hope, a time to change, a time for rain, a time for growth. 
A time for re newel.  Yes for as we know Animals will kill and survive, never for pleasure, never for fun, only to stay alive.
   That is the great sacrifice of life. 

Chapter 2, Darwin's Undiscovered Island.

One year fresh with the drive for adventure when I was in my early 20's not only had I just got back from the Emerald Isle. It was many months of  staying on organic farms and bio reserves fresh with out any snakes.  My thirst for adventure and exp. was now craving tropical.  I soon found the same way of cheap travel was through labor.  Soon I found a farm on Maui and with out much thought made arrangements, bought a ticket , hammock, tent and a travel book then went.  The hammock tent turned out to be a disaster. The farm I lived on was surrounded by jungle and its unfallable appetite ate and devoured all life around it.  One day I accidently left a white shirt in the grass. 4 days latter I was pulling it out of the ground as it was quickly almost completely assimilated by the large starving grass.  Starving because it grew so quickly and needed every last ounce of rain that constantly came and went. Soon dry was my craving.  Fires, and dry air tight places felt logical. For as beautiful as it all was, and it was magical despite the constant rain!.  It was extremely wet. When you live in a wet tent, it starts to get to you.  Everything is damp, we all know fungus thrives in such places and on everything.  That Island was beyond paradise the first time I went. Just arriving at the airport was an amazing exp. Birds flying in and out of a wide opened up airport, the sun was shinning with a back drop of a deep blue south pacific sky.  Flowers bloomed, and the cool strong constant trafe wind breeze stifled and thwarted tropical heat.  My farm manager picked me up from the Airport. The 45 minute ride mostly along the coast was magic. Every moment. I was so in love with the Island already.  Windsurfers swarmed like bees on endless ocean waves to our at places to our left. As  Emerald forests and green hills all around to our right as we headed east along the northern shore of Maui then up into the mist covered area known as Haiku.
  It was on this island that all of Darwin's discoveries could be challenged. Or on these islands would be better spoken. From a theological stand point, Galapagos represented Hell and Hawaii represented Paradise.  Being the same inquisitive and unassumingly aware person that I was, I observed and listened to people who where experts on the natural , original species and plants of Hawaii for the 6 months I was there.  There where many seminars and many experts.
  The one thing that struck me blind, was the fact that the original birds of the island nested on the ground. Doesn't that totally contradict all other places in the world 99%. Where else do birds do this besides Papa New Gene Hawaii and Galapagos?  Where I ask.  What lead to this adaptation? Well a complete lack of predators and a supporting food change. Hawaii was a rich natural paradise full of food for all animals that depend on vegetation and since there is and was abundance, there was no need for a Hell style cannbilistic island, where once you where stranded you are forced to kill or be killed.
 On the other hand Galapagos Islands (Hell) you have no vegetation and many animals marooned there who in my opinion have to eek out a living. Nesting on the ground fully opened to predators. Animals are migratory just like most of man, they end up in the oddest of places. When introduced into new environments they can adapt (key word here) to almost any environment.  When they had the misfortune of landing on Galapagos they where stuck to kill or be killed for its obvious they where to tired to fly back or to look for another place to live. Probably like most marooned life, not seeing the grande picture. Or just to tired to care.  There fore the animals of Galapagos did not evolve they adapted, just as any man or women does when they move to a new environment. There is a finite limit orf adaptation but there is no real evidence in our written history of any major changes of men accept the ones we have been forced to believe.  Those will all be debunked? latter in this book.   Honestly, what has evolved since our written history?  Have the Chinese recorded men having more hair, less upright? a strange idea to brush their teeth and take showers in the last 5k years?  At what point did we start laughing? Did it just happen over night? Have you ever seen a primate laugh? Or any animal laugh. Laugh as a human does? Yet men waste tons of brain space, years of education and billions of dollars and a few mis shaped skeletal remains trying to prove what one man discovered on a Hellish starving island to be the soul cause of our exsistance and the soul cause of our life. How depressing. Worst of all how poorly educated we have become and what a silly excuse we use that to inflict damage onto the human and animal family.
  Hawaii was far from Depressing. It was the Answer. It wasn't till many years latter that the many years of dissent and that island launched this very Theory.  This very book/idea against one mans thought, against one mans reason on a small island chain lost at sea with poor lost birds and other animals constantly fighting and eating each other to survive.  Where the birds of paradise had at one time no such problems.  

Chapter One , Building Dissent.

Mans fascination with the natural world is not only taught in school.  Life has its own built in observatory. From the development of our first form of sense. Hearing, smell, touch, and eventually sight. We are aware even when the brain seems off in people.  Its a question of putting our connexions and our collections of sense together to form theories.
 From all my days alive I have heard the argument   of Evolution of life Vs. Creation.  From the first days of life I have enjoyed watching nature when my life as a child was quiet, carefree and mostly at peace. There where many storms in the form of fevers and nausea that have made waves during many winters, springs, summers, and falls. Where I watched the living world around me with great interest.  I could go on endlessly about ants forming together to take dead larger insects and bits of leaves and to an ant boulder sized bits of dirt. The sheer power of the Ant amazed me.  Birds pulling worms and insects in the early morning. The hum of crickets. My favorite world was the stream.  Building damns and watching the life in water grow.  The desire was to make all the fish in my damn become larger, greater then their current stage.  The drive was to create and change life in those damned areas of water.  All these moments where from ages 5-11 roughly. Now at age 35 it all seems like a blur.   Yet I can clearly recall my contrasts.  This book is to clarify one small mans rebellion against a very large and very accepted belief.
  Now before you throw all this out as an uneducated guess at life. Or a Christians attack on science. Let me first explain that this argument will indeed be neutral.  With both sides of Creation and Evolution put before you. With another spin on it to clarify the world around us.
   The obeservations lasted almost most of my early years into adulthood, where my scientific mind began and almost endless internal search for a cure to an painful condition that interrupted my early years as a teenager and ultimately took me far away from school.  I dived into my micro world as a child. Where on a small level the greater picture was representation of my little one acre rancher style home that I grew up on. That small world was a so vast to me of those early years. When at the age of 10 we moved into a very spacious forested house that had a pond and stream leading into it.   It was a perfect fitting pair of new scientific shoes.  The spacious backyard bleed right into a seemingly endless gulch of woods and stream that finished in an ocean of a pond to a 10 year old.   We rented that house for two golden years. That 2 story house was my favorite because of the seemingly endless, almost rain forest like woods in the summer. Where one was lost just 10 feet into it.  It was a ravine style back yard as the far opposing side also descended into the stream (my amazon) that fed the pond (ocean)
  The once hellish allergy ridden summers where now much more tolerable with shade. My red haired temperament was more adopted to cooler climates as I acquired many freckles as a child on my shoulders from previous summers in our old house with little shade and just a row of fruit trees along a stream.   Experiments continued in the stream as I damned spots and tried to build larger pools for my minnow fish and crayfish to grow larger.  That was my hope. But when large rains came, soon my damned areas where barely recognizable. The pond also became my spot to fish and contemplate creation, life. The living world. It became the seat of many dreams in the future.   In-fact there isn't almost a night when fishing is not in my dream world.
  Move time came again. My natural world shrank to a modern suburb.  Soon my may observations where lost unless I was with friends in their backyards that where next to Large State Parks with endless explorations. Again, I was given the perfect new set of shoes in which to explore and think and feel what life was all about. Again my observation developed despite my new found friend of illness.  Something I denied and forgot because of its current infrequent occurrence. It was intense when it struck and brought me to my knees in agony.  That is a whole other story.  The question at hand was what I was learning at school. Does Mankind really come from Apes? Do Animals really make a complete change from one species into something completely different?   How long does it take?  Yes I could see that some of the people in my world would make good monkeys, and in some cases steroid induced gorillas.  But the question of Man and Ape was doubtful to me. A feeling inside and many years watching the living world in complete silence was a shroud of doubt.   The real break thru came later.
  My mother hated pets. I was keen and found of animals.  There was one summer I first had a catfish kept in a 50 gallon drum complete with air hose. Before that was aquariums with fish, hamsters and even a gerbial that seemed smarter then my previous pets that liked to sit on my shoulder as I dived into Fantasy Mid Evil Sword Books. Yes he was smart one. That escaped on my room on my 16th birthday and was killed by our family cat.
   Soon our backyard became part of my experimentation.  A large inflatable small pool for kids. Became a home to a catfish I had caught.  The yells catfish made when killed really made me respect them more then wish to eat one.  The extreme toughness and durability with out water also made me feel guilty.  My indestructible fish soon died after several weeks with out oxygen put into the water. Its amazing the essentially that fish are also air breathing animals just in the form of water that has fresh air placed in it. Or some form of oxygen. At that age I was understanding plants role in air, and the need for air in water. My dead friend was the lesson learned.
  I fished most days of the summer from ages 15-18.  My brother and I also spent many summer days at the local pool as almost human amphibians.  Water has always had a special place in my life.   Later on, I caught a small bass and placed him or her into my aquarium.  There this fish became so tame that I hand fed it, and even pet it under its jaw with my finger. Like a cat or dog having its belly rubbed.   Soon guilt of having such a fish that needed much more space then my 10 gallon aquarium was soon released back into the wild. It was caught at the pond that was a run off for the community pool my younger brother and I swam in.  When I put him back into the water ( i would guess its a him at this point) He just sat there and watched me, as he often did (as if I was always the one being watched!)  He sat there for many minutes, I reached in with a stick and pushed him ever so gently, but he sat there and would not leave my sight.  Often times in the tank he just watched me as if I was in the aquarium and he was the observer!  Finally as the sun began to set I left. The next time I came back he was no where to be found.
  One night I had a dream many years later that pond was drained it was night and in it was discovered a long corridor that went down and down and down.  It spiraled down like an architectural creation from the days of Art Nuevo somewhere in Barcelona Spain.  A group of us followed the over head flood lights down into the abyss. Before we could discover anything important I awoke.   To reintegrate, fish, water is of my dreams of my soul.  That dream was particularly odd and well remembered.
  Then one summer I was sent to Montana to stay with my Brother. Talk about one Giant Backyard! He was living with his new wife right next to Mount St. Marry's area on her fathers cattle ranch. I was 18 at the time and was very much at home there. Some legendary fishing and some incredible stories of Mountain adventures.
  The Big Monkey Wrench against evolution was coming.