A Dolphin's Fingers

A dolphin's fingers:

perhaps our measure is wrong - and with this I am reminded of a dolphin's fingers, and more there is other remaining physical evidence of their land based history. Inside of a dolphin's flipper reside five distinct finger bones, as well there are several other features, remnants of their time on land, that are very similar to our own. Over 4 billion years ago early life emerged from the sea, simple singled celled microbes cultivated conditions for a plant based world and were later followed by more complex forms that continued to evolve on land. It's how we came to be. At some point, one of these creatures, earliest of dolphins, sniffed the air with a last intent of staying on land and returned to life within the sea. 

Of course this is simplified evolution, vastly so, but the point is intelligence, not an individual measure of how smart another life form is, not a comparison, nor contrast, to our own evolution of intelligent design - just intelligence itself, life in such harmony and wonder that a single celled creature could ignite the world in green and shades of flowers, and that the earliest dolphins followed from the sea to roam the land. Yet evolution, life, took another turn and some creatures returned to the ocean to evolve, adapting to conditions in such harmonious extent that they are now seamless from their world. 

this intelligence can't be measured through individual portions, compared from our particular point of study and declared to be lesser than our own. It's all intelligence, life in creative design be it random or otherwise. I make no claim to know if there's a higher intent, and to do so seems to miss the greater mystery of life itself, a full array of living conditions that call for our own harmonious display. 

we too are seamless from our world. 

we're part of this intelligence, not an instrument of measure, but a full belonging, and in no way are we separate from its observation. Science is all self-study, from microbe to a dolphin's fingers, everything belongs by its own measure, a purpose of design, intent, and at no point are we excluded from this grace of intelligence and life. Our measure is wrong, it divides and misses the whole extent of our belonging - there's only life, energy, and some creative urge to find this all displayed through various means of space and form. 

Typing these words, I am reminded of a dolphin's fingers, now covered by fin and used to navigate its oceans home. My own fingers are instruments of navigation, aiding formless thoughts to words appearing on a page. Indeed, and without true measure, our world is full of wonder. 

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Peace, Eric