I was taught that the human brain was the crowning glory of evolution so far, but I think it's a very poor scheme for survival.
quote by Kurt Vonnegut
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The most extensive computation known has been conducted over the last billion years on a planet-wide scale: it is the evolution of life. The power of this computation is illustrated by the complexity and beauty of its crowning achievement, the human brain.
David Rogers in Weather Prediction Using a Genetic Memory
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Talking Hawking meeting Dawkins
Suppose that ‘Evolution’ were throned God,
with all the praise and power accorded That?
Where would that path then lead the human race?
And what new thoughts would fill our mind and heart?
Evolution would then rule three worlds:
As Spirit’s cause, and Mind, and world of Form;
would then be seen in Beauty, Goodness, Truth;
no longer mere Survival’s tooth and claw,
but Lord of evolution of our minds;
of spirit, too, in seeking its true self;
new Age of Reason, calling all our powers
to seek ideals as real; rightfully ours
from genesis to paradise above;
no longer as survival… but… as Love?
poem by Michael Shepherd
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The human's place in the universe will be set in the scheme of evolution, the product of our biological inheritance.
quote by Walter Gilbert
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The evolution of humans can not only be seen as the grand total of their wars; it is also defined by the evolution of the human mind and the development of the human consciousness.
quote by Friedrich Durrenmatt
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The Scheme
Parting a friendship entails loss of feeling, bereavement and sad loss, it is the scheme,
We fight forever as hearts entwined, a sadness has overcome us, it is the scheme.
My dispute lies in the warning given to my brain, too soft, too poignant,
Since the power of the cold weather is upon us like a boss, it is the scheme.
Upstairs it rains from the clouds into my apartment if going was easy enough,
How do sentences disappear, and reappear for the chaos, is it the scheme?
Are not powers greater than what is shared, the bought product is used well,
Like no other, as it is a sequence of flight that is a sauce, it is the scheme.
My teeth have powerful roots, like the family and country, angering our youth,
Who see the world as fortune and gold and mines of silver, their ethos and scheme.
Why on this planet do we encounter pain all too resenting and unkind?
Because my friends part for open learning and they give no toss, it is a scheme.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Moment Of Glory
A moment of glory called evolution
Could I see the world with the eyes of a chirld
A new begining, a moment of freedom
Like angles are singning a song full of joy
This side of heaven
Belongs to the chirldren
I will be there, when the future arrives
A moment of glory called evolution
Could I fly away like a bird in the sky
No limitation, a new inspiration
A world that is free just as free as my mind
Communication
A new destination
The planet of vision is calling tonight
Another thousands of years seems so long
I am just a passenger
And the ride has just begun
Moment of glory
A moment of glory called evolution
Could I see the world with the eyes of a chirld
A new begining, a moment of freedom
Like angles are singning a song full of joy
This side of heaven
Belongs to the chirldren
I will be there, when the future arrives
Moment of glory
Moment of glory
Moment of glory
Moment of glory
song performed by by Scorpions
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Awakening
Imminent the day of full awakening
Human DNA 'n brain fully activates
'Conscious evolution' in the making
Then, man's will to God capitulates
(ROTMS)
poem by Ray Lucero
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Hollywood Holiday
I rode my motorcycle through a watermelon patch
Right on the california freeway
I took my holy Bible on my blessed boogie woogie drive
Cause I know I know I know
Where I go oh lord theyre gonna bless me jive
Poor you poor me
Poor everybody who buy to be
Poor me poor you
Poor everybody who die to do
I parked my motorcycle on hollywood and vine
And sang till my red blood turned boiling blue
I took my sole survival and bore my cross on a string
Cause I know I know I know
What I dear I bear my charm to king
Poor you poor me
Poor everybody who buy to be
Poor me poor you
Poor everybody who die to do
song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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The Challenge
I had a dream
To challenge a scheme
And with my scheme
I shattered my dream
I had a scheme
To challenge a dream
And with my dream
I shattered my scheme
The scheme the brain and the dream
They challenged my self-esteem
I had a brain that conceived the dream
That challenged the scheme
That shattered the dream
That challenged my self-esteem
I had a brain that conceived the scheme
That challenged the dream
That shattered the scheme
That challenged my self-esteem
The brain the scheme and the dream
They challenged my self-esteem
With my self-esteem,
I challenge my scheme
To challenge my brain
To conceive the dream
That shattered the scheme
With my, scheme
I challenge my self-esteem
To challenge my brain
To conceive the dream
That shattered my self-esteem
With my, dream
I challenge my self-esteem
To challenge my brain
To conceive the scheme
That shattered the dream
My self-esteem the brain and the dream
They challenged the scheme
6/20/07
If we turn to palaeontology to tell us about our biological evolution it is to prehistory that we look for evidence of the evolution of specifically human patterns of behaviour.
quote by John G. D. Clark
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If You Hurt Me
if you hurt me
i will not complain
that is too
common neither will
i retaliate
that is too human
neither will i make
a scheme for
your eventual destruction
that is too
rude, or crude art
of survival
something divine
sparks within our
hearts
no vengeance
plain understanding
why one
wants to hurt and why
one must not
exact vengeance
or demand
justice anymore
God knows best.
This is cliche. And i
am taking it.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Son can be a rival/.
I taught my son lessons on singing
And made him with my sweats a great singer.
Sons’ glory is fathers’ glory.
His glory is my glory.
His wings spread and mine shrunk.
People thronged around him and spared me.
They didn’t say he was the great;
They said I was no where near him.
His glory is not my glory;
Sons’ glory is not fathers’ glory.
Can there be two heroes in a play?
Should he outlive me in the posterity?
He is my rival, no more a son.
11.02.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Survival By Choice
i guess survival
is a choice too
insider trade off
planned elite survival
has been prepared
for new world order
even back in 1945
Berlin had massive
underground shelters
underground cities
built for survival
started big time late
1940s d.u.m.b
deep underground
military base
technology for survival
cities started big time
during cold war classified
period 3.5 miles deep enough
to survive oncoming polar shift
continental plate movement
dumb built
three to four
miles deep
preparation selected
elite human race
will new world survive
while elite
underground
slum it
i hope
to bask
in glory
of heaven
tour suburbs
paradise
poem by Terence George Craddock
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War is a survival among us from savage times and affects now chiefly the boyish and unthinking element of the nation. The wisest realize that there are better ways for practicing heroism and other and more certain ends of insuring the survival of the fittest. It is something a people outgrow. But whether they consciously practice peace or not, nature in its evolution eventually practices it for them, and after enough of the inhabitants of a globe have killed each other off, the remainder must find it more advantageous to work together for the common good.
quote by Percival Lowell
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Poor Twisted Me
Oh poor twisted me
Oh poor twisted me
I feast on sympathy
I chew on suffer
I chew on agony
And swallow whole the pain
Oh it's too good to be
All this misery
Is just for oh poor twisted me
Poor twisted me
Poor mistreated me
Poor mistreated me
I drown without a sea
I'm filled with sorrow
Once filled with misery
And hated the deep dark blue
Such a burden to bear
Poor mistreated me
Finally reached the shore
Survival's gone
Now your feeling cold ever since he was born
Your pain is so over you
Finally reached the shore
Survival's gone
Now your feeling cold ever since he was born
Your pain is so over you
Could ya be my friend
Oh woe is me
Such a burden to be
Oh poor twisted me
song performed by by Metallica from Load
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Brain Plus Heart
Wonder this brain human
Lasting ever to only reasoning
And never malleable to feelings..
Wonder this heart human
Lasting ever to only feelings
And never susceptible to reasoning..
Wonder this brain human
Despite its vast comprehension, acquisition
Never records the requisite in heart
Wonder this heart human
Despite its vast experience, endurance
Never ceases its inquisition somber
A hearty brain, a brainy heart
The human to rest in solace
Wonder if ever be getable..
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Against The Odds
(the way of life that must change)
In the court of kings I look around
My blood runs cold, I close my eyes
Out of my head a vision flows
Ill make the rules I need
For my survival, for my survival
I pull the strings, you take the glory
I load the gun, you shoot me down
Im on the edge about to fall
Destructive power will make you
Lose your mind, use your mind
Trapped inside my nightmare
You are there
As I turn I feel your evil stare
We give our life, invest in time
To only fools who take controll
I spend another cold day in hell
Against the odds I fight
For my survival, for my survival
Your useless life gets crushed
Into the ground
The time has come
To turn it all around
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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Johann
Coming out to meet you,
Coming out of it to satisfy you,
And like the survival of the African muse!
But, it is very funny that you've forgotten my name.
I am Johann,
And, unforgettable is the muse of my love!
Which had its own phenomenon when we first met;
But, you are matured enough today to know what is right or wrong,
For my survival in Africa had taught me many things in this life.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Mating Mind
So evolution has made the human brain a phallus
A frontal protuberance that is rather callous.
It’s Darwinian lust that turns out these rhymes
For a chance to copulate and have some good times.
To quote a sonnet here and sing a song there,
And to paint a panorama for a procreating pair.
Lines of iambic pentameter are but a farce,
Have no more meaning than a baboon’s red arse.
It’s all in the genes and it’s all in the brain
And love is the demon that drives artists insane.
A picture of a pert breast and a moist massage
The passionate pant from a lingual lavage.
It doesn’t take much to get this member erect
It has bugger all to do with intellect!
Roy Lee 2009.
E v o l u t i o n
evolution is no rogue elephant –
crashing blindly through the forests of ignorance
and the rain-forests of mercy, alike –
trampling temples, churches, mosques
in some apparent iconoclasm –
scattering and shattering equipment
in the laboratories of men -
seeking a wise mahout who will tame
and understand its wildness,
or a Darwin who will zoo it,
watch it tenderly, take notes…
no, evolution is a precious golden glimpse
into the mind of – name That as you will –
Paramatman, Jehovah, Jupiter, or God,
Allah, The Creator, World Soul, Intelligent Designer…
who works in subtlety, bound by His own rules..
who works at differing speeds
in our so wonderful human entities…:
to change our body physical, it takes
many many generations to ‘evolve’ –
to grow –let’s say, to take example
at our finger-ends as we work at our computers –
finger-nails fromclaws…
and yet, to evolve in mind, researchers say
- the rearguard in this baggage train,
studying the evidence from the teeming brain –
to evolve the mind may take
one human being just a lifetime,
then pass this capability to a willing child…
and yet again, to evolve
in spirit, being, higher consciousness –
a few years’ work, or months, or days,
and, zap! the favoured ones –
Saint Paul, Eckhart Tolle, dare I instance –
transcend their former level in the twinkling
of Evolution’s eye, and tell the world
what worlds lie waiting in man’s inner man…
evolution whispers its golden secret in our inner ear:
there, where hope and possibility meet and kiss,
we live; on the edge of greatness,
magnificent, glorious; what a piece of work is Man!
poem by Michael Shepherd
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