As new species are discovered every day, will we one day find a 2nd us?
“Are you left or right?” they asked me and I replied, “Well, I do things with my right and sometimes with my left hand. When I play the piano I use both.”
“Politically. How about politically?”
I didn’t have an answer, because I didn’t remember Darwin mentioning anything about the evolutionary development of that particular species.
Over time species tend to move around, either driven by seasonal changes, due to storms and heavy winds, changes in habitat or anything else that might trigger a need to move on. One would expect this to be a common aspect of life around our globe. Not so though. Deep down on the oceans’ floor there’s no such thing. What can we learn from this?
Sometimes I see people who seem to be in a state of hyperpagia, without a proper den and not being the right species. Would this be a malfunctioning mix up of mutating DNA-strands or your everyday irresponsibility toward what is referred to as your own, personal temple?