Nature and Lovers

By Dominique Webb MA

Literary flare passions from the roots of rejuvenation with regeneration as side, which, rather than being supernaturally constituted, shows semantic drift towards a somatic of colloquial derivations. For that brush of jacket collars in the side street you thigh on waste whilst twisting to the pub, for the old bars of money that cool your hips for auditory sprinkles songs drumming the tune of your cognitive motor to transmute chemistry up from your cells. In the dialects and runs from payment rows at the end of a hard days work where new derision philologies created connective benignity disputes, perhaps with other cities and ruralities to blanket universal pay by reward, proportional. Entries. For the thrush, the jaguar threading grass stems, the master sparrow thatcher, the strong organisational lion of the jungle animals, the horse of the war. Seeing waves sweep over the land in national assertions that economic change has determined. Once just a shout, but now the game is being sold. Although evolution steps up sometimes when our brows merely need to be caressed by another, it's scientific enzymes define every part of our lives. Genetic inheritance glints the tinder and shakes the hinds, and it is the case that where strongly or quietly, and secretly is allowed, we all believe that evolutionary biology renders our wit, or most of us do. I believe in the sensual.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris UK
• Release date: Jun 3, 2020
• ISBN: 9781984595096

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Contents

Preface

Acknowledgements

Introduction

Determination and Grit

Summation

The Promise of Forgiveness

The Graveyard

Yellow Daffodils

Beautiful Mountains

Leaves

Connection and Purpose

David Death

Chastity

One Direction

New Beginnings

Extinction

Shared Ancestry

Evolution of Humans

Fossil Record

Evolution Not God

Eruption

Yellowstone

A Part of Me

A Pink Flower

A Lovers Throw

A Lovers Offer

Blue Tits

Beauteous Strength?

Beautiful Mountains

Beautiful One

Will You Know Me

Within the Child

Your Whereabouts

Your Own Thoughts

Chuckie Egg

Be My Tonic

Best Friends II

Best Friends

Unknown

Vivacious Daffodils

Understanding and Inquiry

Understanding

Conversation With An Ape

Voice

Love Without Hope

A Part of Me

Libertarianism

Love, Truth and Beauty

Sex and Lovers

Slope in the Botanic Gardens

Shadow Lands

Aging

Relational

Became

Biology

Science

Anthropological Archeology

Extinction

The Eclipse

Leaves

A Taste of Real Life

And I Am the Result

Creationism

It’s Unfinished Business

The Marvel of Evolution

The Christmas Tree

Natural Development

Green

The American Eagle

I Wish I Was a Wandering Tree

Curves

Opaque

My Shadow

May Life Bless You

Keats’ Nightingale

Tribute to Silence

Division

I Wish I Was a Wandering Tree

Subtraction

Heredity

Preface

Literary flare passions from the roots of rejuvenation when the semantic is physicalism, or evolutionary biology. Where god is involved, or when the background is god, the pen becomes sluggish and slow. But when you live and breathe evolution, feel evolution, you cannot help but write the pen and writ. Although evolution comes into our minds when we are perhaps in a rut and our brows need to be caressed, or when we abstractly reflect upon life, it’s science that defines us and identifies our inner, ourselves. As included. Every part of our lives. We are part of everybody else, and they are part of us: every animal, every plant, planet and dust, and that we evolve is amazing. That we are evolve over time is amazing, and matters - to reason. Sociology is interconnected with the physical, and physiology is interrelational with psychology and anatomy, as well as many other beauties. As mesh of cellular and neurological networks coming from chemical impulses, with our biology giving sprite from our guts. God doesn’t matter, because god is not there.

Matter and particles dance in a beauteous array of sense, when they coordinate and describe, such that our identity becomes that which is from our own definitions. Not any others. Evolutionary biology renders our wit, tenses our brow, dumbly. I believe in evolution, and in this interwoven relationality of matter and people, animals and plants, planets and dust which exist. They harmonise into one beauteous body, pulsating recursively to nature and to nurture, to me. I decided to write Nature and Lovers to communicate that nature is in us, is part of us, is about us, and is owned by us, through evolution. Also, because we are all evolving over time. Simply.

Whether friend or enemy, evolutionary biology is a gift to know and a gem to understand, because it effectively is progressive time resulting in me, myself: we should understand this and we must. Every sentient being has time on their side to identify and to enjoy, and every sentient being is welcome in life, every day. Even if in this particle mesh of opposing directions, we get lost sometimes. Without evolutionary biology, we don’t feel the planets movement and we don’t even voice the polar opposite, god. We just exist within evolution, which is our trophy and our pride.

Richard Dawkins says Just because science can’t in practice explain things like the love that motivates a poet to write a sonnet, that doesn’t mean that religion can. It’s a simple and logical fallacy to say, ‘If science can’t do something, religion can’ (Wikiquote). In part contradiction, science has moved me to write this book, which poeticises evolution, or nature. Indeed, I believe that hugging and guts exist within evolutionary biology, and within the physical, which is