So both the evolutionist and the proponent of intelligent design can look at the colors and say, “I am having an experience of beauty and I enjoy it.” The evolutionist cannot honestly and coherently say, however, “It’s glorious out there! The trees are beautiful!” But here as I am write this by dictation, I’m on a two-mile walk that goes mostly through woods near my home. These snapshots came from that walk. And the trees? They are indeed beautiful. We all say that, don’t we? It’s because we all know it’s true. The beauty is in the trees, where it belongs, where we all know it to be. It’s not just in some evolutionary adaptive subjective experience. This is a gift, a most wonderful way to transition into winter. It could only be intentional.Nature is commercial. Beauty is purposeful, and intended to induce payment in some form. Honeytraps lit and fig. But what form? What are we as animals (insects, birds, mammals) supposed to do for the trees when we see them dramatically change color? Should we ask the birds and bees? Did older human cultures know the answer and perform the appropriate service? Should we relearn the service? = = = = = Partial answer from the older tribes in next item.
The current icon shows Polistra using a Personal Equation Machine.