The Origin of Life Simulated

I decided to do a little experiment on my computer. I'm a hobby programmer. I like to program for fun. I created a program that would generate and store lots of different numbers at random, mixing, combining, removing and adding numbers over and over again, all with the hope of something akin to life eventually making an appearance somewhere in the mix. This might surprise you, but nowhere in the trillions upon trillions of numbers did anything remotely resembling the ordered complexity of life emerge. Not in the slightest, not even once, despite trillions and trillions of "generations". Why is that, do you think?


The Problem For Materialist Scientists

People that believe in a purely naturalistic material universe have to try and account for the origin of life somehow. They cannot simply say, "It's always existed," because we know without doubt that this is not the case. Everything that exists in the universe as we know it had a cause, a beginning. And so just like everything else, life had to have also had a beginning. But life is so incredibly complex and stuffed full of highly detailed instructional information and functionality that it just could not have happened by random chance. Simply throwing a bunch of molecules into a big box and shaking it up will not come anywhere close to making a living organism, even a "simple" life form, because there is no such thing as a "simple life form". It would be like throwing trillions of english letters and punctuation symbols into a box, shaking it a lot for a long time, and expecting them to come up with one of Shakespear's famous manuscripts with only the slightest bit of spelling errors throughout. It's not going to happen. Mere randomness is NOT going to ever be able to "come up" with something like life. Never!

And thus, my program, my computer simulation based entirely on randomized numbers over and over again, will NEVER come up with anything resembling life. Random = Random, chaos, no order, no structure, no functional information, just meaningless useless garbled data with absolutely no point, pattern or structure.


My Simulation vs Nature

My program fails for one very important reason. There's no influences working upon the meaningless numbers. There's no potential of any kind there. Random numbers are random numbers and nothing more. What is it that would transform my simulation into something more similar to the universe that exists all around us? What would make my simulation more like "real life"?

Controllers, influences, connections, natural laws of physics and chemistry and all things that underlie the entire fabric (invisible and otherwise) of the universe itself! The systems and structures described in science are the heroes, the reason why random becomes non-random, in the origins of life debate. But does it really solve anything?

Here's the problem... All these complex and simple mathematical and scientific laws that govern everything in our universe from all matter to all energy are in and of themselves, information. *GASP*! That's right folks! A single basic molecule is itself information, a set of particles that have come together in a specific way to form a specific unique molecule with its own unique properties. The laws of physics and chemistry that underlie this entire structure are ALSO information because without them existing in the first place, the molecule itself could not exist, ever! The molecule requires the laws of the universe and those laws enable the particles in matter and energy to take form and have meaning.

2 + 2 = 4

Now remove the "equation" part, the operators.

224

What does that mean? Does it mean the same thing as it did before? No, obviously not. Now it can be read as "two hundred and twenty four", a whole number with 3 digits. But what makes 224 mean anything at all? The information that we use to interpret and understand that number.

That's the whole point. Nothing has any meaning except by way of interpretation and result. Think of it all like a giant equation. Meaningless random garbage + natural laws of the universe to shape it all = the actual universe. If nothing has meaning, than nothing = nothing and everything could not exist in the first place. Everything that gives our universe structure and any sort of order comes out of the fundamental underlying mathematical and scientific systems (the "laws") that dominate all matter, energy and whatever else exists out there. Without that "meaning", there is empty nothing.

The entire universe is a gigantic system of mathematical and scientific structure. Atheists and their like will argue that "there is no meaning to any of it, it just exists", but it could not "just exist", ANY of it, unless the rules and laws we discover and analyze through science and math were running and in operational order in the first place.


Conclusion

My simple computer simulation could never randomly come up with anything remotely similar to life. All it does is randomly generate numbers and mix those numbers in all sorts of strange and purely random ways. But there are no real controllers or systems involved in any of it. It's just random numbers, always and forever. Something must effect those numbers, operate on those numbers, for anything to take shape or change.

Our universe is not random nothingness. Instead, there are mathematical and scientific laws that govern absolutely everything in our universe and allow it to exist and be understood in the first place. Without these laws and systems, there would literally be nothing at all. The systems, the structure, the laws, all give everything meaning and substance. In fact, all of these laws are so incredibly well fine-tuned, that if they were different by even a tiny fraction, our entire universe would completely fall apart. This is what's known as the "fine-tuned universe" conundrum.

So where did those consistent laws come from? Where did the math and science that holds our universe together come from? Not our understanding of it, because it doesn't require us to understand it for it to function. Where did it all originate? It cannot have been the result of anything other than guided purpose. Our universe is intelligently, intentionally, programmed, because absolutely nothing can create such ordered structure and purpose except for a rational intelligent mind.


Take my computer again as an example. Unless I implement some sort of informational system of structure, meaning, and methods to my simulation of randomly generated numbers, the numbers simply are, with no rhyme or reason. It's when I start making the numbers mean something, have some sort of structure and connection to each other, that they become more. Matter, energy, and the universe itself, is information with meaning, understandable, examinable, calculable, all because of the mathematical and scientific "laws" that underlie the whole thing.

THAT does NOT and CANNOT spring from nothing. No giant explosion can cause that. No millions upon millions of universe iterations can produce that. SOMETHING intelligent has to cause it. The very fabric of space time, energy and matter, are all based upon informational structure. So even if you want to imagine that these "laws of physics and chemistry" can actually somehow have generated life itself (which by the way, is 100% impossible), as the material naturalist you STILL have to account for the existence of the informational systems that underlie and run the entire universe.

And here we are, mankind, capable of actually measuring and trying to understand all of this. God's living handiwork, trying to understand God's handiwork all around us. Absolutely incredible!


Follow Up: The Fine-Tuned Universe

There are a few naturalistic theories out there that try to explain this very serious dilemma of the "fine-tuned universe", however none of them are all that good. Mostly, they revolve around the idea of infinite possibilities, that our universe is one of an infinite number of universes and our universe just happened to "get it right". Another common idea is that somehow at the "Big Bang" event, the very laws of the universe did not apply as they do now, but somehow "fell into place". Why? How? Any proof? No answers to those questions exist, and neither does any sort of proof to support the few "best" materialistic theories that exist.

It would be like trying to explain the origins of a book by denying that the book was ever written in the first place, and that the information system or language that the book was written in, does not exist. Good luck with that!

Evidence For The Fine Tuning of The Universe

Shockingly Pro Life Chapter

At 8 weeks. The baby has its own heart beat and all of its internal organs are already distinct and growing.

Book 3 of the "Destiny's Child" series.

I've been reading a science fiction book called "Transcendent" by Stephen Baxter this past month. He's one of my favorite sci-fi writers because he mixes real science and politics with his fictional stories so well. I haven't loved all of his books, but most of them I've really enjoyed. I've read 9 or 10 books of his so far over the years. He's definitely very much an evolutionist, but his stories often hint at the concept of Intelligent Design playing a role in the evolution of life on earth, especially with regards to mankind. Usually it's aliens manipulating or helping to push things (evolution) along, speeding it up, and stuff like that.

But yesterday I read a short chapter in the book "Transcendent" that absolutely floored me. I have NEVER read anything in a fiction story that so blatantly and powerfully hit the Pro-Life topic right out of the park. It's shocking to me because I never would have expected it, but suddenly there it was.

I'm going to try and write out the short chapter for you to read here, because I was so impressed and moved by it, but I need to give a quick little bit of background so this will make sense. The story jumps between two drastically different time periods, one not too far in the future from now, and one half a million years into the future where mankind is on the verge of reaching some sort of "higher plane" of existence, Transcendence.

Alia is a young woman in that future who is trying to join the Transcendent organization. She has to go through a number of trials and experiences before she can fully be accepted into the group. One of those experiences is being a "passenger" to people that have lived in the distant past. You basically share the body and mind of a person but get no control over anything they do. You experience the person's WHOLE life, from the very beginning to the very end. And that's the shocking first thunderbolt in the chapter. Life absolutely starts at conception!

Here's the chapter. I highly recommend everyone read this! It really blew me away.

But first, a warning. The descriptions here in Stephen Baxter's writing are very good and there is no doubt at all that the baby is very aware and conscious from beginning to end. That means that for anyone who has tragically suffered the loss of a baby through miscarriage or some other complications, reading this is probably going to stir up a lot of emotions and hit you deep and hard. It's emotional without having experienced such sadness. So I warn the reader ahead of time that this might trigger some very powerful emotions. You might want to read it when you're in a place where you're better prepared for it, or where you're free to cry without co-workers all around. Just in case.

(I typed this out myself from the book, so some spelling or word errors may have crept in).

There was no detail, nothing to be said about this which was separated from that. There was only the separateness itself, a relation between abstracts, beyond analysis or understanding. But that was something to cling to, a source of a deep formless pleasure - an exultance that I am.

 Then something more. A king of growing. Splitting, budding, a complexifying of the I, of whatever it was that had separated out of the rest. The growth was geometrical: two, four, eight, sixteen, a doubling every time, rapidly exponentiating away to large numbers, astronomical numbers. Cells: they were the units of the dividing, specks of biological matter each with their walls and nuclei and complicated chemical machinery.

The cluster that was growing out of the doubling cells was an embryo.

But that was a wrong thought, an inappropriate thought. It was not something the I shoulder understand, not now, not yet. And that realization of wrongness was itself wrong. A recursion set in, a feedback loop that multiplied that awareness of wrong. Here was another sudden separating, a distancing. Within the I - or around it, or beside it - was another point of view, separated from the I by an awareness that could never be part of the I itself. The viewpoint was a witness to this growing thing, this budding coalescing entity. It felt everything the I felt; it was as close to it in every sense as it was possible to be. And yet it was not it.

The separated view was Alian. She knew herself, who she was. She even had a dim, abstract awareness of her other life, like a half-remembered dream.

And meanwhile the I, the subject of her inspection, continued to grow.

That relentless budding was not formless. In the final body there would be more than two hundred different kinds of cells, specialized for different purposes. Already an organization was emerging in this growing city of cells. Over there was a complicated cluster that might become a nervous system, with terminations flowering into what might become fingers, eyes, a brain. And over there were simpler clusters, blocks that might become kidneys and liver and heart.

This was a wondrous process, for there was nothing here to tell the cells how to organize themselves in this manner. As the cells split and grew and split again, they communicated with their neighbors through salts, sugars, amino acids passed from one cell's cytoplasm to another's. In this way the cells formed collectives, each dedicated to developing a special function - to become an eardrum or a heart valve - and, through a clustering of the collectives themselves at a higher level, to ensure that ears and hearts, arms and legs, all developed in the right place. Out of this mesh of interaction and feedback the organization of a human body developed.

The whole process was an emergence, an expression of a deep principle of the universe. Even the I, the wispy unformed mind that was lodged in this expanding, complixifying cluster, was itself an emergent property of the increasingly complex network of cells. And yet already there was consciousness here, and a deep, brimming, joyful consciousness of growth, of increasing potential, of being.

Now, strangely, death came to the differentiating cluster of cells. Succumbing to subtle pressures from their neighbors, cells in the shapeless hands and feed began to die, in waves and bands. It hurt, surprisingly, shockingly. But there was purpose to this dying; the scalpel of cellular death was finely shaping those tiny hands and feet, cleaving one finger from another.

The growing child lifted its new hand before its face. Not its, Alia thought - his. Already the processes of development had proceeded that far. His fingers were mere nerveless stumps yet, and could not be moved; and in this bloody dark nothing could be seen, even if the child had eyes to see. And yet he strained to see even so, motivated by a faint curiosity.

His curiosity, not Alia's.

She was embedded deeply in the machinery of the child's shaping body; she felt everything he did, shared every dim thought, every sensation. But she was somehow, subtly, separated from him, and always would be. She was a monitor, a watcher; she shared everything the child lived through - and would throughout his whole life - but not his will, his choice.

And there was something wrong, a note out of place in this great symphony of manufacture and assembly. There was something not quite right with the heart, she saw, a place where the mindless self-organization had gone awry. Nothing was perfect; this was not the only flaw in the growing body. Perhaps it would not matter.

As his body and nervous system developed, the child's mind continued to evolve.

At first there had been no sense of time, or space. There were only abstractions like separateness, one thing from another, and only events, disconnected, acausal. Time gradually emerged as a sense of events in sequence: first the hands, then the cellular Die-back, then the separating fingers, one after another. Space came after that, as the body itself grew in extent and emerged from formlessness into a tool that he could, in a limited fashion, use to explore the space around him. It was a passive exploration at first, not much more than a dim realization that the universe had to be at least big enough to encompass his body. But then he had fingers to stretch out, legs to kick with. Soon he could feel the sac that contained him, could kick against its walls, and he began to get the sense that even beyond this sac was a wider universe, perhaps including beings more or less like himself.

That sense deepened when sight arrived. He could make out a dim ruddy glow, that waxed and waned. Sometimes, when the light was at its brightest, he could even make out the pale fish-like shape that was his own body, the rope that anchored him to the walls around him.

But the light would dim and return, dim and return, and a new sense of time imposed itself on him: not a time dictated by the events of his own body, but a cycle that came from a wider world outside him. There were processes that went on independently of him, then; he was not the whole universe - even though it still felt like it.

Then there were sharper sensations, brought to him in a rich stream of blood. The nourishment he received could be rich or thin, familiar or strange. Sometimes it was even intoxicating, mildly, so that he trashed uncomfortably in his tank of flesh. This came from the mother, he knew on some deep level.

For the child in the womb, here was still another lesson to learn. Not only was there a universe outside this womb of his, but there were creatures out there who imposed their will on him: even his mother, who lived her own life, while cradling his. It was a gathering awareness of separateness that presaged the child's ultimate ejection from this crimson comfort into the harsher, much less sympathetic world beyond the walls of the womb.

But now came the pain.

It was extraordinary. It flooded the child's still-developing nervous system as if hot mercury had been injected into it. The walls of the womb flexed, pressing at the helpless body, over whelming his struggles. There was a new taste on his soft pink tongue, a taste he could not recognize, was not supposed to know, not yet. But Alia recognized its iron tang. It was blood.

Something was badly wrong.

The pain passed. The child relaxed, exhausted. Groping in the dark he pushed one tiny thumb into his mouth and sucked. Alia, floating with him, longed to comfort him. But the memory of the pain clung deep, and nothing was quite as it had been before, or ever could be.

Now there was another intrusion into his amniotic refuge. It was something sharp, and it was cold, unbelievably so in this little universe of soft, cushioning flesh. A probe, Alia thought, pushed in from outside. Was it possible somebody out there was trying to help this damaged child? But if so, how crude a way to do it! The child thrashed, distressed down to the core of his being. The probe sucked away some of the child's flesh and withdrew. The child folded over on itself, scrabbling at its small face with its hands. Again peace returned, like an echo of the endless tranquility from which the child had been separated at its conception. But it did not last long.

And when the pain came back, Alia knew that there would no respite. Again the child shrieked silently, but there was nobody to hear him; again the womb walls flexed helplessly, as if trying to crush the child out of existence.

There was another sharp intrusion from outside. But this was much more drastic than the earlier probing. A blade slashed uncompromisingly through the wall of the womb, and light poured in. The child thrashed and grasped; it was as shocking as if the sky itself had cracked open. Huge forms descended and something smooth and cold closed around his torso - hands, gloved perhaps? And now, the ultimate horror, he was lifted up, pulled away from the womb into a sharp coldness, a new realm of bitter light. But he could feel the cord in his belly tugging him back to the womb...

I'll end the copy from the book there. The baby was obviously born by c-section. It had problems and so the doctors had to get it out early. Another remarkable line shortly after that has Alia, the passenger witness to all this, thinking to herself (paraphrased by me), "I had seen the baby's entire life so far, from the very moment of its conception to it's harsh and shocking birth..."

Amazing right!? Like I said, I have never read such an obviously pro-life set of pages in a fiction novel before, and this from a writer who prides himself on being very scientifically accurate and knowledgeable. I've often times found myself disagreeing with some of his ideas and perspectives on things, such as sexuality, religion, evolution, etc. That's partly why seeing this in one of his books so surprised me.

Occasionally I've had other surprises reading his books too. For instance, the last book of his I read (which I thought was just ok, maybe a 5 or 6 out of 10) was all about a sudden global flood drowning the entire planet in a matter of years. This kind of amazed me because it actually gives some scientific credibility to the concept of a global flood that drowns all the land, even using some of the scientific ideas that modern Bible apologetics has put forth as explanations for the Biblical flood (ie. Fountains of the deep and plate tectonics).

All in all, if you're really into hard science mixed with skilled writing, creative concepts and an impressive merging of science fiction and science fact, Stephen Baxter is usually a pretty good read. He has degrees in mathematics and engineering (which comes out in his writing a lot).

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stephen_Baxter

And if you like Stephen Baxter, you'd probably also like Ben Bova who's writing is quite similar. I've mostly read his novels that focus around our solar system's planets (titles based off of the planets and moons that are the focal points of the stories, Venus, Jupiter, Saturn, Mars, etc.).

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ben_Bova

Energy In The 21st Century (Part 1): Carbon And Energy Are Life

Energy. We all need it. We use it to power our modern technology, our transportation, give us light and heat our homes. Without it we’d be back to horse drawn carriages, candles as light sources, and wood burning stoves. Without it, we’d be back to the dark ages. In fact, without energy, no life on our planet would even be possible.

With electricity being such a crucial aspect of modern life, it’s critically important to know where all this energy is coming from, what it costs to produce, and the consequences around using it. Whether or not you believe that mankind is drastically altering the planet’s climate by burning fossil fuels, pretty much everyone can agree that heavy pollution is not a good thing for any environment. But is there a way to produce energy without harming the environment?

Understanding what energy is, how it works, and how it is used must be at the start of all such discussions because without this foundation it is impossible to have a truthful and realistic perspective.

Energy In All Things

Energy is all about physics and chemistry. All matter is made up of and built by energy, but not all the energy contained within matter is easily accessed or unleashed. Essentially, if the cost of tapping a source of energy requires more energy and effort than is produced, then the effort is a waste because it creates an energy negative. There is no such thing as “creating energy”, only storing energy, releasing energy, and making use of the released energy.

The sun, a burning ball of gas far away in space, produces all kinds of energy in many different forms and sends that energy hurtling out into space. The intense gravity of the huge star crushes and rips apart various gas molecules, destroying and burning them up. This energy passes over our planet and gives us natural heat and light, allowing for the existence of life itself. All the excess "pollution" (unwanted "left overs") that also belches out of the sun disappears into space. This “pollution” in the form of harmful energy (gamma rays, x-rays, ultraviolet light, etc.) is mostly blocked from reaching us thanks to our planet’s atmosphere and magnetic field (think of them like our planet’s invisible shield).

Life itself (ALL life), is constantly harnessing, storing and using up energy in order to survive and power itself. Life uses sugar as its main energy source. You may have heard that carbon-based fuels are “evil” because they cause pollution, but the reality is that carbon-based energy is at the heart of all life on earth. Without it, nothing could live or survive. Plants suck in carbon dioxide and with it (as well as other materials) create glucose, a complex sugar (a carbon-based fuel/energy source). Plants then spit out the left over oxygen that was produced in the conversion. Humans breath in oxygen, to help chop apart glucose (sugar) that we digest by eating those plants, and this powers all the cells in our bodies. Then we breath out the left overs of the chemical reactions involved, carbon dioxide, which plants breath in to help them form glucose… And so on.

It is ESSENTIAL that you understand this simple fact. ALL life requires and uses energy! Most life uses a combination of carbon and oxygen to help harvest, store and utilize energy. Life then burns this energy (stored in sugars) to power itself. Life uses special enzymes (and acids) to split sugar, ripping it apart and burning it up to generate our required heat and electricity.

Energy is a result of a usually destructive chemical reaction. The easier it is to release that energy (as well as store it safely for later), the better and more effective the energy-use system will be.

Harnessing Energy For Technology

Our technology requires energy to function just like our bodies and all life requires energy to live. Because of this constant need for energy, mankind has to have a way of generating or harnessing vast amounts of energy to power our cities.

There are generally two main ways of producing electrical energy in large enough quantities for people to use.

Releasing Energy From Fossil Fuels: Ever since the industrial revolution, energy produced (released) by the burning of materials such as fossil fuels (coal, oil, gas, etc.) have been the mainstays of modern energy. This is how our cars run, our planes fly, and how most of our power plants/stations work. They burn up carbon-based fossil fuels because the vast amounts of easily accessible energy released when these materials are heated up is exactly what our technology needs to work. Note that these carbon-based fuels are usually made by life as a means of storing energy for later. When a living organism dies, the energy it stored up in its body gets left behind, to be used by other living organisms (such as us).

Harnessing Already Active Energy: More advanced methods of harnessing energy attempt to do away with the requirement of burning fossil fuels, since burning fossil fuels tend to cause a lot of pollution. Instead, these other methods try to capture and use some of the naturally occurring energy in the environment around us (heat, light, the sun, weather, wind, rivers, moving objects, etc.). For instance, wind turbines generate their electricity by strong winds turning propeller-like blades, hydro dams generate electricity by the movement of water, and solar panels collect the heat and light from the sun.

Carbon Dioxide Is Not A Pollutant

If you know anything at all about physics and chemistry, you’ll know that energy always costs something. Energy requires the destruction and ripping apart of molecules. There’s no way around that, no escaping that hard fact. This means that there will ALWAYS be left over by-products produced by such molecule-sized violence no matter what anyone does. It’s part of the very laws built into our universe, and part of life itself.

Carbon Dioxide is not an evil pollutant. Carbon dioxide is plant food, and it’s what humans and other creatures exhale from our lungs as a by-product of the energy we use in the form of sugar. Carbon dioxide is not only entirely natural, it’s essential! To label Carbon Dioxide a pollutant would by like labeling water a pollutant. However, too much of anything, even a good thing, can be harmful. THAT is what everyone needs to understand, and keep in mind.

The trick is to meet our energy needs without costing us an arm and a leg and without severely damaging the planet beyond repair in the process.

Conclusion

All energy is born of violent chemical reactions somewhere, whether way out in space (as is the case with our sun), within our own bodies (sugar), or the burning of fossil fuels in a power station or fireplace. Active energy can be generated by heating materials that easily and consistently release energy or it can be harnessed from the environment around us in the forms of heat, light, and motion (wind, rivers, tides, etc.). But no matter what your energy source, it always comes from the destruction of molecules somewhere. It’s simple physics and chemistry, the laws at the heart of our universe.

Energy is essential, and it’s messy. The trick is to use it as efficiently and make it as clean as possible, while also making it affordable and stable.

Stay tuned for my next article about…

Power Stations we use to generate heat and electricity for our modern civilization. The costs and energy output of these necessary services are crucial to the future of mankind and our technology as we push forward into the 21^st century.

Scientists Can't Even INTELLIGENTLY Create Life!

Example of a portion of DNA.

      Life, according to Neo-Darwinist theories of evolution, appeared by accident out of non-living matter, yet mankind with all of its wonderful technology, scientific understanding and dedicated hard work can’t create life in a heavily controlled laboratory environment no matter how hard we try. This is a major quandary for evolutionists because life is supposed to have spontaneously arisen without any direction or planning at least once in the past 4.6 billion years of earth’s (supposed) existence.

      Mankind is an incredibly intelligent (though not exactly wise) and creative being. Mankind has the entire human genome mapped. We can build super computers and world-spanning communication grids for telephone, television, radio, wi-fi, GPS systems and so much more. We can manipulate the genes of living creatures through breeding and scientific experimentation. We can build huge cruise ships, airplanes, cars, tanks, even space ships, and yet in a hundred years of incredible modern science, we can’t create life from non-life, something the universe supposedly did by random chance.

      We KNOW a ton about how life does what it does! We understand bacteria, cellular biology, proteins and DNA like never before, but with all this amazing scientific knowledge and technology we still can’t build life out of non-living matter. Blind laws of physics and accidental combinations of atoms and molecules are supposed to have randomly generated life itself and yet with all our modern intelligence and efforts, we still can’t get anywhere close to building life from scratch. Life is special! God designed it, formed it, breathed it into existence, and planted it here on earth, a planet made specially for His living creation. The reason life is so incredible and impossible to build is because it can’t “just happen” by chance. It was designed, planned, intelligently developed, and brought into existence by God.

      Even IF scientists finally figure out how to amazingly build aspects of life, take atoms and build the right amino acids, proteins, DNA (genes), and all the rest that even a tiny cell requires for life, then put it all together into a functional living life form, it STILL wouldn’t prove that life can begin by random chance. Why? Because it will have been generated by planned and controlled careful directed intelligence. By us! But for now, creating life is still an extremely improbable mystery that completely baffles the world’s best scientists.

      Life is no accident of physics, because even intelligently directed physics (our very best efforts) can’t create it. We can manipulate it and change it, but we can’t create it, start it from non-living matter. That’s the great perplexity of life. How do non-living atoms and molecules possibly come together to become alive? We can’t figure it out. So how on earth could nature possibly do it by accident!? And to say, “It must have, because it exists,” is a supremely classic copout!

Science, I Dare You!

      Come on science! I dare you! Make life from non-living molecules! Create a living cell from millions of the twenty different amino acid molecules essential for life! Create a protein (made of at least 400 amino acids in a specific sequence) from the ground up! Create hundreds of them! Create DNA without using other DNA or life to build it! Create RNA! Can’t build a functional living cell like nature did by accident? And you call yourself a scientist! Nature isn’t even a scientist and doesn’t have an intelligent brain, yet IT did it!… So you claim.

      How about something a little easier then? Change the genetic code of an already living organism and transform a cat into a wonderful living flying breathing bird! Can’t do it? I’m getting VERY disappointed here.

      Ok, how about this. Bring the dead back to life. Take a person that’s been dead for a few days (or even hours) and resuscitate him/her. ALL the building blocks of a functional living being are already present, so you don’t have to build or create ANYTHING for yourself. Simply zap the person back to life like in the Frankenstein story and proclaim, “It’s Alive!!!”… STILL can’t do it!?

      Scientists, you must not be trying hard enough. Physics supposedly did it without even having to try or intend it, and yet mankind’s intelligence and technology can’t come anywhere remotely close to comparing.

      Evolution, you’re a complete disaster of scientific evidence and proof. And you call yourself “science”. *shakes head in dismay*