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0232 That spider

I'm still waiting for an answer:
does that spider on the hedge
just do what spiders do;
or does (he, she, it) think?

Is it just a robot, programmed
by a pretty skilful God?
In which case you could say
God does its thinking for it
which is surely even more impressive
considering the number of spiders
and other species. Like us.

So where does that leave us?

On our knees
with a lot more questions.

And don't tell me it's evolution -
who made the laws of evolution, then?

poem by Michael Shepherd
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Spiders In The Night

Spiders in the night
Creeping round the walls
Now you'll feel him
Crawling over you

Creepy crawly things
Filling up your bed
Soon you'll feel him
Crawling through your brains

You think he's there
Beware his bite
But when you look
The spider's not in sight

Spiders reappear
Taking peoples names
Everything is taken down insane

There's no way out
And there's no key
But here's a clue
The spider's really me

You're written in his book
The spider won't forget
You won't forget
The spiders in the night

The end is going night
Itsy witsy friends
The spiders disappearing from the night

You think he's gone
You think he's dead
There's no escape
The spiders in your head

All the spiders in the night
All the spiders in the night
All the spiders in the night

song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne from Bark At The Moon
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Website, spider style

Do spiders think? or simply learn
without a thought (well, lucky them)
by observation, as great scientists?
Does Nature do it all without a 'thought',
the spider just some robot, programmed thus?

The spider which the other day
built daring, acrobatic, gossamer bridge
across the path a guy-lined full six feet
so that to reach the gate, I had to genuflect
as if in some most holy church's aisle,

That bridge of San Luis Rey, already doomed
to break - the postman, paper boy, the milk -
I watched while seated in the sun for hours;

and as I watched, grew humbler by the minute;
myself the smaller in respect, the spider greater;
my lunch was cooking; the spider awaited (hers?) :

and we grew closer, in some unknown place in mind.

Today, a small, great miracle
of nature - who may be
beyond miracles; or yet bound in a web of law:

Neatly - thoughtfully? -
the web was now aligned
along the hedge of neighbours and ourselves.

And I was humbled by knowing nothing
worth a spider's web.

poem by Michael Shepherd
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0135An informal note to God

In case you were on holiday, this nice sunny weather,
(and may I say, what a great idea the Sun is?)
I thought I'd dropp you a line to say, in case you missed it
that our great President, the Bush
who burns with virtue like an oil well yields,
approves that 'Intelligent Design' should be made
along with the Theory of Evolution
a cornerstone of the education of our great nation.

So just in case you felt a little reduced in function
and come back from holiday to
'Oh, were you away? We hadn't missed you...'
and your new official status, that you were simply around
(around? hmmm) to 'flick the switch'
while two something-or-others got together
to evolve a Creation with its quaint old ideas, like love,
(and by the way, your bright idea
of one, two and three, etc., was cute, too...)

I'd just like to take this opportunity to say
that in your modest role of
Intelligent Design
you certainly flicked the switch on
a pretty spectacular show - including those laws
which, understood by some quite impressive intelligences,
enabled the rather smaller, but impressive
'intelligent design' of the space-shuttle
to.. er.. 'evolve'.. and
to fly a fraction, Icarus-like,
nearer the sun...yep, some show...

So 'intelligent design' would be, like,
from those two proto-thingies that happened to
to meet across a room crowded with...emptiness? or everything? -
to whatever intelligent design might be needed
from Now, and every new 'invention' in the world
until...well... Then...

That seems something even better than Evolution
and a bit similar to Providence and
well, sort of.. eternal...? And universal too...

So if You are still enjoying your seventh day of rest
this pleasant sunny weather (somewhere
ecologically balanced, like the seaside, may I hope?) ,

thanks.

poem by Michael Shepherd
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News From Hank

Have recieved disturbing letter
From Hank
As follows:

Dear All
Misfortune has struck
Terrible blow

Fell asleep on container lorry
I am in Hamburg
German spiders not friendly to Brits
I fear racism is rife here
Have tried to blend in
But it’s hard to march with eight legs

Met a Frenchy in the Reeperbahn
Helps out in a transvestite bar
Only safe place he said
Whore’s and spiders
They don’t care
If you march or scuttle
Sooner or later the degradation has you
Dragging yourself around
On your knees
Hard for a spider

I shouldn’t end like this
Have tried to leave
But German drivers are hot on stow aways

I pointed out I’m only a spider
They snorted
Spiders, Albanians
They’ve all got the same sorry story
Bottom line
The Euro is the Euro to Germans

Please send fare
If not send cyanide tablet
They’ll get me soon
Here, they have no apathy towards foreigners
And I fear I’d crack under pressure
Or Jack boots

Love Hank

We’ve sent the fare of course.

poem by Nicolette Turner
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Nicklin’s Torment

I woke up in a cold sweat
and turned on the light.
A shadow was moving over me,
cast by a spider of the night.

By the time I’d blinked
it’d vanished from view,
but then I saw a larger one,
followed by another two.

I closed my eyes for a moment
hoping they would disappear.
When I slowly reopened them
the bedroom was spider clear.

With my hand I mopped my brow
and then saw several more,
they were crawling on the ceiling
and marching across the floor.

I told myself that I was dreaming
or suffering from withdrawal,
but that didn’t stop the spiders
from crawling up the wall.

Sweat dripping from my brow
was stinging in my eyes.
Spiders were now on my bed
at my feet and on my thighs.

The whole room was full of spiders,
on the ceiling, walls, and floor.
My bed was covered and so was I.
I screamed stop! But out came even more.

Spiders crawling on top of spiders,
in my mouth, nose and ears,
their scary eyes staring into mine,
I was choking with utter fear.

I tried in vain to fight them off,
but my hand didn’t move a one.
I must have blacked out just then,
when I awoke they had all gone.

Things are becoming better now
and the spiders are getting less.
I’m told they’ll eventually go for good,
along with my shakes, thirst, and mess.

poem by Orlando Belo
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Evolution is true, it happens, it is the way the world is, and we too are one of its products. This does not mean that evolution does not have metaphysical implications; I remain convinced that this is the case.

quote by Simon Conway Morris
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We are so arrogant, we forget that we are not the reason for evolution, we are not the point of evolution. We are part of evolution. Unfortunately, we believe that we've been created to dominate the planet, to dominate nature. Ain't true.

quote by Ted Danson
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Spiders

We couldn't bear to stand
How the people leave us waiting
For something up there
Oh, why did you leave?
Why won't you come?
And save us again?
Come back to us spiders
Come uncrushed my hand
Let me sent beauty rain
And bring us love again, like you can
We just didn't know
Some one there outside of heaven
Heard us down here
We couldn't stand it here
Other people leave us longing
For something up there
Oh, why did you leave?
Why won't you come?
And save us again?
Come back to us spiders
Come uncross my hand
Let me sent beauty rain
And bring us love again, like you can
[2x]
So much time, we need to ask everything
How did it go, you need it I got it
Come back to us spiders
Come uncross my hand
Let me sent beauty rain
And bring us love again, like you can
[2x]

song performed by by Moby
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Cruci-Fiction In Space

this is evolution
the monkey
the man
and then the gun
if Christ was in Texas
the hammer
the sickle
the only son
this is your creation
the atom of Eden
was a bomb
if Jack was the Baptist
we'd drink wine
from the head

this is evolution
the monkey
the man
and then the gun

I am a revolution
pull my knuckles down
if I could
I am a revelation
and I'm nailed
to the Holy Wood

this is evolution
the monkey
the man
and then the gun

we are dead and tomorrow's canceled
because of things we did yesterday
we are dead and tomorrow's canceled
they crucify us in our space
in our space
in our space

this is evolution
the monkey
the man
and then the gun
flies are waiting

song performed by by Marilyn Manson from Holy Wood (In The Shadow Of The Valley Of Death)
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Thinking is evolution of learning over time.

Marin Vlada in The new culture of learning - thinking is evolution of learning over time, eLSE 2015 - The 11th International Scientific Conference eLearning and software for Education (2015)
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God created a number of possibilities in case some of his prototypes failed - that is the meaning of evolution.

quote by Graham Greene
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Via Evolution

Cisterns of Assyrian winds
Sub space the endorphins revel
Sorrow like every haunting war
Hidden in wards without limbs
Brain damage, political will
Let the drones fight the next war
Water your exotic imagination
No armies with special missions
Causes skewed, face-lifts gone wild
Run for islands of Ithaca
The monsters trounce the land
Warlocks of industry
Genetically engineered spiders
Webs of crossed species
Let’s live forever they say
You want science fiction your in it
The Frankenstein haven
Some hail the new frontier
The man gods create hell
Science, technology without ethics
Clones with cyber fathers
Who relegates above these gods?
These lost men of via evolution

poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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An ecological thought eked out

God
doesn't get much sympathy
from believers
or unbelievers
(though for different reasons)
but just imagine
how He must feel
when, having created
all the glorious,
ludicrous
(He has a sense of humour surely)
multitude of species,

mankind just knocks them off one by one,
I mean, just imagine having all those extinct species
in your Mind,
sketches, working models, problems resolved,
fine tuning, (er, evolution in later versions?)

but no longer there for all to see
and sometimes laugh
despite the fact that
they themselves don't see the joke, and live OK thanks very much...

it would try the patience of a saint
as they say

poem by Michael Shepherd
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0015 'Intelligent Design' Goes Bats

Once upon a time
in the forests of Ecuador -
but this is a true story,
who'd dare to make it up?

there was and is today
a flower with a deep bell-like cup
whose tempting nectar is just out of reach
to all but one species

In the forests of Ecuador
there's a species of bat
with a tongue 9 centimetres,
that's 3 inches, long
and therefore quite a proportion
of its bodyweight
which is the only species
yes you've guessed it

there's something going on here

it's called something like
species co-evolution -
have they come to some cute arrangement
and if so, what language did they whisper in?

that means, over hundreds, thousands, millions?
of years, each generation the flower's bell
got infinitesimally longer and
the bat's tongue got longer

Had they allowed for the possibility
that one day, mankind,
meddling as mankind does,
might mess up the rain -forests of Ecuador
and suddenly, a shortage of
flowers - or of bats?
the deal's off... but anyway,
who gave these guys the right
to bargain this private deal?

Can it be that Intelligent Design
sticks a offside pass or two in?
A kinda divine joke by Evolution
or vice versa..

poem by Michael Shepherd
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The Spider and the Ghost of the Fly

Once I loved a spider
When I was born a fly,
A velvet-footed spider
With a gown of rainbow-dye.
She ate my wings and gloated.
She bound me with a hair.
She drove me to her parlor
Above her winding stair.
To educate young spiders
She took me all apart.
My ghost came back to haunt her.
I saw her eat my heart.

poem by Vachel Lindsay
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Evolution is fascinating to watch. To me it is the most interesting when one can observe the evolution of a single man.

quote by Shana Alexander
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0074 Spider spider...

Do spiders do what spiders do
with no alternative?

Or can they wake up one fine day
And think 'today I'll LIVE!

'I'll take the morning off today -
no repair work - (miss my lunch...) :

'then move my website far away
from that poetic bunch...'

poem by Michael Shepherd
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In fact, death seems to have been a rather late invention in evolution. One can go a long way in evolution before encountering an authentic corpse.

quote by George Wald
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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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It has become evident that the primary lesson of the study of evolution is that all evolution is coevolution: every organism is evolving in tandem with the organisms around it.

quote by Kevin Kelly
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