Real Evolution

Life really can change.

CORRECTION:
Life really can change things.

Yes, there is a difference. In the first it seems like things just evolve and we have to keep up and adapt. That all sounds well and good until you look at history. You see, when I study U.S. history, I can read of towns that still exist and rivers which still flow. When I look at the Elizabethan age, I can close the book and go to England. When I read of Rome being burned by the Indo-European Barbarians, I may still go to Rome and do as they do. I can still visit Alexander's great library dedicated to his mother in that beautiful Egyptian city of Alexandria, and sail north to visit that masterful city his father built, Macedonia.

The above series could continue as long as the knowledge, and each thing proves further that this world isn't changing (Geological specialists in plate tectonics may differ in terms of locomotion, but I am not addressing that specifically). We still revolve, evolve and devolve!

It is a much better statement to say that life can change things. It has an effect on those in it who depend on it, live by it and at times are betrayed by it.

Like this...

I can recall hating salsa. It didn't look, smell, or especially taste good. I was much younger and my tastes were far below what they are today. One day, I just decided that I was going to like salsa. All the adults enjoyed it and seemed to like it as much as the cheese dip (though I still must point out is the only one of the two which actually costs at Mexican establishments). The first bite was, of course, the hardest. I couldn't have winced more had I attempted to bob for a cactus in boiling water, but I simply had to stay the course and show the world that I liked salsa.

Now, it took a few more "heart-warming" experiences like the above, but now I love salsa; it's the chips which do me in. The point is: life changes things.

Humor also has undergone somewhat of an evolution in my lifespan as well...

I remember as a young boy in east Tennessee listening to my parents joke with family and friends. Everyone would laugh, but I had no idea why. I had heard every part of what was being called the joke, but none of it was funny. Now, I can watch children my age interact and I don't think they have a clue about what they're saying. They seem to just laugh like it was some sort of gag-reflex to spilling food on themselves.

Life changes things...

I would never own a dog - her name is Heidi.
I would never own a cat - her name is Alley.
I would never be married - her name is Karen.
I would always drive American - 2 Hondas.
I would always drive a truck - 2 Hondas.
I hated school - currently in my 20th year.
I wouldn't settle down - 11 acres.
I wanted to play footaball - don't really like sports.
Hated English - looking for a Ph.D. in Linguistics.
Bon Jovi - Mozart
Metallica - Nickel Creek

The list could go on forever I'm sure.

I even have a few ponderings about this when it comes to the Bible writers and characters; especially in my attitude towards it all. I guess this is enough for now though. That will have to be in part two.