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
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