Evolution, like an avalanche, is an evoked landslide that has been long readied for its occurrence since it's immemorial accumulation of potential, had been anticipating long enough for the right moment to trigger everything.
It starts from the rebellion of unsettling soils that sought to be not presciption by its creator, to materialize, present for the sake of presence, in the most non contributory and meaningless way. So it is the bravery of unrecognizable pioneers, that cooperate together, to risk themselves for something they can vaguely assure of their future, merely to have others shaken, to create riots, havocThat very moment is the mark of the beginning. The beginning of time, of something we know as life today.
Like an avalanche, triggered by the subtle but engendering shift at the conglomerated summit of residing quanta of utmost worthiness and uselessness, that had longed for something more, something special, and Earth has all it takes to execute all the possibilities, to fully utilize everyone's specialty, to realize this special creation from nothing but a clump of insignificant atoms. It's the mother Earth that had provided all the essentials: an experimental condition with abundance of enliven attempts, financed by agitating energy, unrestricted by time, to make today known.
Life, of that time, is a product conjured up by organization of atoms, arranged in a way they most suited each other, in another word sustainable. The exclusiveness of these newly crafted thing we call cell, is renowned of self replication, as well as self sustainability, which is righteously presumed and to be brought up by sustainability itself. Like heat sustained in fire, sustain fire, created fire.
So, rolling down from the peak, increasingly accompanied by new associations in numbers, divinity had called upon biodiversity. The gravitational drop of mass, of course had been obstructed along the way, forcing the march to the limitlessness to end here. They are now extinct, if they are lucky enough, to remain as fossils.
Do aware that the playground of craftsmanship, does not favor or placate anyone. Continually, taxa had brought into test with diverseness surprise of the terrain: of rocks, of tree, of slopes. Defeated by the loss of momentum, had caused some unfortunate (incompetent) ones to be settled behind, to have themselves reduced to history, being a part of great periodical extinctions. Not the slightest mercy is shown in survival of the fittest. The path to the crown of life is never paved for the ease of its successors.
Time had made it possible and made it looks so easy.
We had gone through the hard days, hard days that perfected us, days we couldn't believe to be existed anymore. But as a matter of fact, we are still being a part of evolution, as the slaves of Time.
It starts from the rebellion of unsettling soils that sought to be not presciption by its creator, to materialize, present for the sake of presence, in the most non contributory and meaningless way. So it is the bravery of unrecognizable pioneers, that cooperate together, to risk themselves for something they can vaguely assure of their future, merely to have others shaken, to create riots, havocThat very moment is the mark of the beginning. The beginning of time, of something we know as life today.
Like an avalanche, triggered by the subtle but engendering shift at the conglomerated summit of residing quanta of utmost worthiness and uselessness, that had longed for something more, something special, and Earth has all it takes to execute all the possibilities, to fully utilize everyone's specialty, to realize this special creation from nothing but a clump of insignificant atoms. It's the mother Earth that had provided all the essentials: an experimental condition with abundance of enliven attempts, financed by agitating energy, unrestricted by time, to make today known.
Life, of that time, is a product conjured up by organization of atoms, arranged in a way they most suited each other, in another word sustainable. The exclusiveness of these newly crafted thing we call cell, is renowned of self replication, as well as self sustainability, which is righteously presumed and to be brought up by sustainability itself. Like heat sustained in fire, sustain fire, created fire.
So, rolling down from the peak, increasingly accompanied by new associations in numbers, divinity had called upon biodiversity. The gravitational drop of mass, of course had been obstructed along the way, forcing the march to the limitlessness to end here. They are now extinct, if they are lucky enough, to remain as fossils.
Do aware that the playground of craftsmanship, does not favor or placate anyone. Continually, taxa had brought into test with diverseness surprise of the terrain: of rocks, of tree, of slopes. Defeated by the loss of momentum, had caused some unfortunate (incompetent) ones to be settled behind, to have themselves reduced to history, being a part of great periodical extinctions. Not the slightest mercy is shown in survival of the fittest. The path to the crown of life is never paved for the ease of its successors.
Time had made it possible and made it looks so easy.
We had gone through the hard days, hard days that perfected us, days we couldn't believe to be existed anymore. But as a matter of fact, we are still being a part of evolution, as the slaves of Time.
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