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Hmmz... how would you guys treat unwanted gifts? I threw a gift away today... cos it was really inappropriate.. Didn't even take a look at it... Should I have?

Spent the whole night with Geraldine today. Had a nice pizza for dinner, and a little apple tart <- wonderful! Still... Esplanade is a pretty crowded area.. Anybody know a place less crowded and devoid of mosquitoes?

Was just thinking today, about the goal of evolution.. This question haunts me almost everytime I think about biology... I once thought evolution meant death, that all organisms would evolve to fit perfectly into the environment, and neither contribute nor take away. Kinda like rocks, or trees. But while in the bath, a thought struck me... that perhaps man evolved first to question his senses, to question the reality of the world around him <- leading to the birth of mythology, and stories... a peculiar trait amongst humans. Next to question his own purpose <- the birth of law and religion. Finally perhaps, to question his form. <- genetics. And perhaps, the very structure of thought <- computing.

And the goal of evolution, need not mean death. Genetics is freedom from the process of evolution. Everything that did not make sense before, every genetic legacy brought about by evolution could now be erased, or strengthened, depending upon it's relevance in this world. Thought, and it's very structure, would be designed, and made self replicating. Once we understand how and why we learn, what's there to prevent genetics from making neo-humans that are designed for a particular purpose, and are made easy to modify to think the way we want them to?

The goal of evolution then, would not be death, but the end of evolution. The birth of design. We would be gods. Lords over the very environment, our very existence. We would manipulate every molecule, control every single piece of energy, move worlds. We could design ourselves to be as large or as small as necessary, bound together by common thoughts, policed by our own. And then we would consume worlds, like a ravaging force, and spit them out again, to recover, while we jump from world to world. Mining what we need, creating what we lack, leaving behind seeds that would grow and be the source of our endless energy.

The goal of evolution gives way to the goal of design, which is the eternal life, endless.

And we will not pass silently into that cold night. We will BE that night. Or that dawn. Whichever may be.

posted by Downhere. @ 11:59 pm