Monday, January 10, 2011

The Good Poet

Evocative Poetics
The Nature
DNA makes its little errors in computing and copying. Nature accepts the data as presented, embeds it in cellulose, leaves it, and makes no effort to change it--will offer the best version of itself it can imagine, attempting its hand at any sort of sculpturing, new architecture--all the while keeping its probability always at positive. It's DNA's job to somehow make relatedness of the individual less genetically alike than two random individuals (in the broad scheme of things); It will, sooner or later, code for the eventual emergence of genes that prompt the behavior of harm itself--a loss of fitness; yes, genes that prompt a behavior that results in a spiteful death; it's her nature.

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