Chapter 5 The Beginning is the Ending

 I want you to imagine you lived in a place with out clocks. With out age. Just one fluid existence.  You go to sleep and awaken yet your pets they age they die. Your garden dies each fall only to be reborn in the spring.  The cycles continue but you don't or are effected by those cycles. Your job is to watch over and intervine when necessary.  For example your tomatoes have developed fungus and like a War is about to wipe out your Tomatoes. Intervention is up to you. They are your tomatoes. 

 So in this short book ive forgotten about the Dinasours.  What about them? 

 Has that world completely vanished? Or did some manage to adapt unchanged this whole time? You need a hint? Okay.  Its tall,  lives a very long time and since its learned to live through all the temporary Empires and land form incarnations of earth and man, you might look out your city window and see one or 3. Ginkgo. Try a tea of its leaves.

 Well that doesn't count thats a tree. Yes and an un evolved 1 at that!

"But you forgot birds " yes I did and didn't.  They where mentioned in Chapter 2.  Many scientists believe in our ample free time and luxury that birds are the modern incarnation of Dinasours.  If that is so its a curse to a once fercious predator versions like A T rex. Like taking a monster and giving it a ballerina outfit.  Is it possible all living life has code or A pool from where these codes are pulled? Birds and Dinasours being relatives. Or Dinasours are not as old as we mesure time. Did you alarm not go off again, are you again late for work? But we keep such good track of time don't we? Oh shoot don't make that mistake again. Wait your company Sears is going out of business.  Thats terrible,  I thought it would last forever. 

The program is only good for its life expetancy. Your genetic code is programble by environmental factors but we dont have the keys to unlock them the entire environment has to change or we are overiden by a clock maker to function longer, stronger  etc. Yes we can stretch out our time unless a War , or fatal accident, starvation  uncurable cancer and so on a Virus or other form of de programming happens. Mankind has learned virus manipulation for bio warfare and hopeful depopulation by the Earth worshippers hoping to sacrifice humanity on the Alters of modern archaic science to appease the climate Gods.  Yet there are still ones like comets that come out of the earth or thin air that can and will surprise them . Good luck on finding a  cause or cure for those. Controlled wild fires end up burning your own house down. The solution was not to have a fire in the first place. 

 Okay you totally stumped me on Lucy..but you never my Aunt Lucy.   Wow things don't change much do they? Skull shape check ✔️. Id wager the original Lucy has more going on in her life.  The current one lives a very predictable and dull exsitance.  So lets not go there. 

 Lake Champlain has a mamal version of the not so distant past like a person trying to date with out the internet they make a low numbers exsitance and are modern oddities. Maybe Lochness long ago, places in the amazon do as documented by Jeremy Wade contain non internet dating Plediadsours? Like Pandas low in nunbers but here.  Oregon and every continent has a gigantic Ape still around but low numbers. If you wonder why no one can have a TV interview with one is because they are more terrified of you then you of them.  Do they have guns,  wars and build bombs? Not only that you stink of fresh synthetic pefumes from washed clothes and soaps miles away. They smell you way before they see you unless they're 6th sense of heightened intuition tells them your no threat . If they where jabber jawing loudly as we do they would die from hunger. Its hard enough being a giant in a little modern world of shrinking original greatness 

 These creatures are monkey wrenches as are living fossils as are other things, but stubbornness is as old as time itself and man will hold onto scientific dogma untill the earth is covered in water and the Ark is gone.

Last night I dreamt of fishing again. This time with a best friend who has passed away but visits my world of dream every so often over the years. We caught colorful fish around a flooded home landscape.  They where not native but washed they're from heavy rains. 

  Like the ocean, our dreams are vast partially explored mainly un explored place.  If only we could record them and play them back..so many good books. So many good horror films minus the blood.  I hope you have enjoyed my insights. My spiritual understanding mixed with the flesh of thought and exsitance.  Its an hour glass mortality.  Realize no matter what the sand runs out. We can slow down the flow but all rivers empty into a vast ocean.  Adapt, overcome, conquer. 

Adiue. 

Don't ever stop dreaming. 

Good Night. 

Chapter 4 The War to Start all Wars

 Survival of the Fittest wasn't that a pillar of A Darwinian deep dive? 

 As this chapter is being written world war 3 in the animal kingdom of mankind is upon us.  In the last chapter it talked about how we are evolving backwards in moral decay.  How we are un winding, usually that seems to be followed by war. 

 There is one simple question to ponder. If our fittest and most geneticly able bodied people fight and die in war, who is left to survive?

 What does that make know 15 plus generations weeded out by war? Wait they had children before they died. Ok. But who raised those children? The fittest?  

Non of us will ever be genetically perfect.  We are designed this way to learn team work and cohesion.  Unity. Like a colorful blanket each of us has perfection in a way others don't. Even the disabled have abilities you and I have yet not learned or understood.  In a legal sense you could say Im disabled but my disability has taught me ability. Ability in faith, in pushing past barriers some could never reach. To go places unseen few have traveled.  You can imprison a man but not imprison his soul. Untill mankind rediscovers the spiritual,  the soul Evolution will always be its religion.  Yet its a boat with spiritual holes bringing you down to the depths of Animals.  We are of Animals but have the potential to become something much higher and it doesn't evolve machines.  Unfortunately the tides of time erase Darwin, it erases me. Unless the force that started all this decides it stays. Its an endless game of good v evil, of checkmates. We pick teams. We pass on to a different phase of the game. The tides of time erase the gallapogose,  they erase Hawaii. They erode Gates and Sorros driven Empires.  They're vain ambitions like Tears in the Rain,  climate change has been happening since the beginning like a broken record of cycles. Hunger stones from climate change of the 1600s has popped up in dry Europe. Can we increase or decrease the spinning of the Earth? Can we stop death? Volcanoes? Can you plug those up? Earthquakes? Asteriod stopping satellites will only create hail storms from hell that would surely wipe out farmland.  Its not in our control and never will be. Why waste your life building such sandcastles as climate change?

Life below the waves, below the Tide. Thats when you see Eternal things. 

The place man cannot reach unless un evolved,  changed from warrior animal to spiritual warrior, a war against its animal instincts to stop the cycle of hatred and death. Adapting to a loving nature. 

War is the great waster.  Its all so temporary.  With in few generations its pure intent is degenerate and the War is reborn. Its humbling, its saddening, its disrespectful, and the eater of the fittest,  finest, fastest. The best is burned. For some its the ultimate form of sacrifice but given todays generation its graffitied and un appreciated untill they are pulled into the Tides of War. 

Adopt or freeze, Adopt of Burn, Adopt or go hungry.  Adaptation is our modern world non has or have Evolved unless its backwards