We are the stock of another who come see how the garden grows. Organic garden of filth with survival of the fittest being the theme which pays no attention to the individual but goes all in for specie prevalence. We as a specie are hell bent on flipping that one eighty. Distance from the animal kingdom seems very important. Confirms, if evolution is to be believed, that we come from the lowest form of I'll behaviour known. Things won't end with what we call us, as we have taken on many guises through time, we will take on many more, exactly how and in to what is a mystery. Who said pigs could never fly. We morph in time at a pace so slow we never see the difference. Insect and returning to the source, exoskeleton for space travel.
