Part of the exhibition of chaos that we endure in this world, that us humans are trying to conquer and destroy, is in stark contrast to our beginnings. For “too be or not to be” is the most important spark of our existence…. It is our purpose…
As expressed in a mere paraphrase with which to laminate the condition…
“Although life is a continuous process, fertilization is a critical landmark because, under ordinary circumstances, a new, genetically distinct human organism is thereby formed…. The combination of 23 chromosomes present in each pronucleus results in 46 chromosomes in the zygote. Thus the diploid number is restored and the embryonic genome is formed. The embryo now exists as a genetic unity.” – – – [O’Rahilly, Ronan and Muller, Fabiola. Human Embryology & Teratology. 2nd edition. New York: Wiley-Liss, 1996, pp. 8, 29.]
Therefore, we are what we are at the spark induced by conspicuous anatomically induced levels of procreation, a level beyond our abilities to comprehend and accept. We are all the same at concordant conception…
I find myself in awe of the processes that create life as we know it on our earth. It is nothing short of a miracle and to take this miracle with flippancy and ignorance is to take life as a fallacy of divertissement. There is no set in stone, it is naught but a gambit, thus is life…
How do we obtain such a degree of pandemonium based chaos? When we are all so closely related at the atomic genetic level! Is there something deep in our chromosomal substrates that precipitates our future chaoticness?
When you observe Homo Sapiens, you suss out the verity and garner that we are not of this Earth. For Natural procession would not create a form of life so detrimental to the Earth itself. We would be weeded out early, to speak in simpler terms…
Something unspecified in our past guided us to this point. God is the most used guidance of our chaotic existence and in many cases gods at odds with each other (within their own chaotic planes of existence) are utilized to elucidate our foibles, as in flawed dagger blades of inferior smithing qualities…
We are born as one and the same, as the molecules in the sands of time…
But yet we strive through some genetic glitch, spurious or not, to become thy inaugurates of a chaotic planet, of what was once a perfected sphere of life, balance reigned, this we call Earth…
Yet, we are all of the concordant, within the core, even if not within the heart of our actuality of fallacies within us…
Thus, we come to bear argumentative fallacies, to farther the munitions, to balance, our justification against their justifications, on this Earth…
It is called “purpose” to enure our justification of our imbalances…
WtR