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Persistent Resilient Existence

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"Life ... appears to be a revolt against the rules of Nature. Life is a paradox …. The most basic rule of inanimate nature is that it tends toward equilibrium which is at the maximum of entropy (i.e. disorder) and the minimum of free energy. Life goes against this trend …..the main characteristic of life is that it tends to decrease its entropy. (builds and maintains structure and order).

It also tends to increase its free energy. Maximum entropy means complete randomness, disorder. Life is made possible by order structure, a pattern, which is the opposite of entropy. This pattern is our chief possession, it was developed over billions of years. The main aim of our individual existence is its conservation and transmission.”

Extracts from WHAT IS LIFE? by Erwin Shrödinger First published in 1944

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Here on earth and in the universe, there are many natural cycles in the inanimate world. Day passes to night, then to day, then to night. The seasons come and go as they have always done. Rivers erode their landscapes to rejig their floodplain sinuosity. It rains, water evaporates into clouds, then it rains again. The sea erodes and restores the margin of its shores. Cyclones, fires, volcanoes, floods and climate shifts make profound changes in the environment, which is resilient in adapting to the endless change. But what of life here on Planet Water? What of its fatal, and fateful dilemma? To be or Not to be. To live, die or recycle adapting to change in climate, its competitors, its habitat and its environs. Why did the existence of life begin? Where did it come from? Why did it come to be? What drives its existence to recycle and be so determined to survive and better itself in the survival of the fittest among kin, or among the dog eat dog life forms with which it competes? Life is relentless, powerful, resilient to survive. Why is it so? What drives it to be? Each individual's life is mortal and limited. But the species drives its survival with fecund procreation, in the endless cycle to be an everlasting being here. To be, and not to become a not to be.

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