Argument for intelligent design; however, what form this intelligence is, is unknowable. There is light that our eyes receive and transmits to our brain and we have vision in colour. That is intelligent design. Vision cannot be accidental, because eyes and brains were of such design as to be able to convert light waves into vision . There are sound waves our ears receive and transmit to our brain which gives us hearing. That is intelligent design and cannot be accidental. Hearing cannot be accidental, because ears and brains were of such design as to be able to convert sound waves into hearing. No entity gained vision or hearing just because it decided it wanted vision and hearing as evolutionary theory suggests. Adaptation? Maybe; however, non thinking evolution cannot design. Ethereal evolution would have to have a brain. Enough said My law. Attributed to Tieme Ranapiri. A Maori The sun may be clouded, yet ever the sun, Will sweep on its course till the cycle is run And when into chaos the system is hurled Again shall the builder reshape a new world. Your path may be clouded uncertain your goal Move on for your orbit is fixed in your soul And though it may lead into darkness of night The torch of the builder shall give it new light. You were, you will be, know this while you are Your spirit has traveled both long and afar It came from the source to the source it returns The spark that was lighted eternally burns. It slept in a jewel, it leapt in a wave It roamed in the forest, it rose from the grave It took on strange garbs for long aeons of years And now in the soul of yourself it appears. From body to body your spirit speeds on It seeks a new form when the old one has gone And the form that it finds is the fabric you wrought On the loom of the mind, from the fiber of thought. As dew is drawn upwards in rain to descend Your thoughts drift away and in destiny blend You cannot escape them for petty or great Or evil or noble, they fashion your fate. Somewhere on some planet, sometime and somehow Your life will reflect your thoughts of your now My law is unerring no blood can atone The structure you built, you will live in alone. From cycle to cycle through time and through space Your lives with your longings will ever keep pace And all that you ask for and all you desire Must come at your bidding as flame out of fire. Once list’ to that voice and all tumult is done Your life is the life of the Infinite One In the hurrying race, you are conscious of pause With love for the purpose, and love for the cause. You are your own devil, you are your own God You fashioned the paths your footsteps have trod And no one can save you from error or sin Until you have hark’d to the spirit within.
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