Bare Bones Biology 328 – Los Alamos

Here we are finally able to relax with no people pounding by on the busy road or stirring up fumes of various kinds, but of course nothing is easy in life and getting here was a bit of an adventure.


First, the people I have encountered in Los Alamos are very nice – all of them. They even let Bitsy lick their faces, which is something I don’t, but they give the most confusing directions imaginable. We came over the bridge and through the entry guard because I already knew where that is. It did not occur to me they would want to search my little travel trailer, or I would probably have spiffied it up yesterday, but yesterday I was exhausted from listening to people who want the same things I want but are not prepared to do what it would take to get them. Just wishing – just fairy tales floating around the fuzzy edges when the facts are clear and simple and focused on target.
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It makes as much sense to me now as it did 15 years ago when I began this trail of tears. The facts haven’t changed. Facts don’t change. That is why we call them facts. I wonder if these people believe God will change his mind about the facts? After all, if God created the Living Earth, then obviously these are God’s facts. We certainly didn’t make them. I don’t believe God will change His mind. Not after 11 billion years along this road. And all we can think to do is more of what caused the problem in the first place – with prayer.


Anyhow, they searched my trailer. I can’t imagine why they didn’t search the truck, which looks a lot more threatening to me, but also overwhelming and people were lining up behind us. “Do you have any weapons?”   I almost answered “bear spray” but in time remembered: NEVER JOKE WITH PEOPLE WHO ARE SEARCHING YOUR TRAILER!.


So they let me through and I immediately got lost in Los Alamos National Laboratory, which is where we are not supposed to be, and why they searched us. But there are plenty of uniforms, including military, and they guided me on through.


Last time I was here I was photographing people being arrested, and the place was quite different. They have rerouted the whole thing, completely moved a road, and it appears there is a gate that is different. I don’t know if they added it last time, or took it away this time, or if it was part of rebuilding the road, but this one takes us to Bandalier.
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And off we went, me and Bitsy, to Bandalier National Monument, where my senior pass gets me in FREE! And half off for overnight stay. Just think, I spent $40 a night in Santa Fe for the privilege of being sick from whatever it is they put in their septic system that permeates the air. Here they just tell me to keep my wheels on the pavement, which I very elegantly managed to do and squeezed us into a little space meant for a tent camper, with a built-in bear box for our dog food, and clean air again finally after a week away! And water but no electricity and my phone battery is dead, and there is just enough left in the computer to download the pictures and maybe play with them a little.


Bitsy and I were here before, in the tourism area they were very anti-dog, so I figured we couldn’t stay. In the camping area, however, the ranger gave Bitsy a pat and nothing was said. I had to learn how to use some kind of computerized machine that was not working properly, but for that I give up and scream for help and here we are. A whole day of relaxation before us, and tomorrow morning we will go back to the coffee place and plug in my computer, back to the center of the whirlpool of unnecessary stress that is caused, primarily, by our human denial of the overt nature of God’s reality that is “spread out before us but men do not see*,” will not see in our dominater social system.


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*This is supposed to be a quote of Jesus reported in the gospel of Thomas: “The Kingdom of Heaven is spread out before us but men do not see it.” The gospel of Thomas was removed from the New Testament about at the time the “dominator” social system took control over Christianity. It seems, according to some authors, that Chrisianity (or Jesus’ vision) was, before that, an attempt to restore the “partnership” style of social relationships. Those terms, dominator and partnership, reference Eisler, The Chalice and The Blade, available from Amazon. The reference to Gospel of Thomas is from Joseph Campbell, interviewed by Bill Moyers, in Campbell, Joseph and Bill Moyers, The Power of Myth, DVD


-Eisler, Riane. 1987. The Chalice and the Blade. Harper Collins.



Bare Bones Biology 327 – Instinct

160821-trailMaking-asc_5799RSs copyEvery creature on earth operates on the basis of instinct, if we define instinct as the

in-born inherited responses that each species uses to react to what happens in its enviroment. Instincts are inherited and evolved, and we wouldn’t be here if we didn’t have them, because they are the other half of the definition Life. Life can be defined as the ability to respond to the environment in a way that maintains its Life. Life is alive because it is able to respond to its environment, and this includes behavioral responses of which we are mostly unaware. Those are instincts.

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We creatures do these things because that’s what we do; we may think about them or we may not, but thinking about is a different thing from instinct. We all have instincts that we do not understand: spiders spin webs and sometimes eat their mates, dogs lick their newborn puppies, tigers pace their cages, and humans make war over issues that could easily be resolved with a little common sense applied to technical knowledge. And each of us individually sometimes behave in ways that are self-defeating and harmful to others even though we don’t know why. Even though we know better.

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This is a problem in our modern world, where the environment in which we live has been mostly destroyed and replaced, not in reality but in our worldviews, by something we refer to as a “city.” Or perhaps “civilization.” Civilization is comfortable in many ways, but only if we can manage our instincts so that we do not cause harm to others.


It’s not easy, but one way is to think about our lives in three parts, and then challenge ourselves to make all our choices winners. Three-way winners; a win for me a win for you and a win for the Biosystem that really needs us right now so it can fill our supermarkets with the fruit of its creation.

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The level one winner will be me, of course, and let’s say I want to choose what is the best thing I can do next weekend. Civilization usually gives us many choices, and usually I want to do everything, but five options particularly appeal to me. Any one of those would probably pacify my tiger instincts, and that would be a win for me.




Level two winner will be my friends, family, dependents or other animals and livestock that don’t get to choose. Will any of my choices cause intentional harm to others? OK, the bullfights are out. Pacifying my instincts by causing mental or emotional pain to others can be very effective. I mean it makes me feel big and powerful. But it is abusive, and I am not an abusive person, so that narrows the choices to three and expands the number of winners to make a win-win weekend. But don’t let’s forget the third winner.160821-trailMaking-asc_5829RLSs copy

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My level three winner will be the Biosystem, our environment, because we have an obligation to the ongoing biological crisis and to our children and grandchildren. I will not choose to get my kicks at the expense of causing harm to their future. No, I’m out to create a win-win-win weekend, and then a win-win-win life that may or may not be “fun” or “happy” as the corposystem thinks I should be – by buying their stuff. That might not be one of the available options. But will be deeply satisfying to my communal instincts.

160821-trailMaking-asc_5808RLSs copySo I told you that to show you pictures I took last weekend of a group of folks doing just that. A win-win-win holiday, tent-camping with friends in the wilderness forest, near the Chama, New Mexico, access point to the Continental Divide Trail that runs all the way from Mexico to Canada, through New Mexico, Colorado, and whatever else is up north there. Doing a little maintenance on the trail. Breathing the clean air; talking to the trees, and friends.

Working together for something that is worthwhile to the whole of Life.


Check it out on the internet.

Continental Divide Trail.


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Bare Bones Biology 326


“Less than a month away from the kick-off the IUCN World Conservation Congress in Hawaii, a team of scientists reports that three quarters of the world’s threatened species are imperiled because people are converting their habitat into agricultural lands and over-harvesting their populations.” August 10, 2016.   Sean L. Maxwell, Richard A. Fuller, Thomas M. Brooks, James E. M. Watson. Biodiversity: The ravages of guns, nets and bulldozers. Nature, 2016; 536 (7615): 143 DOI: 10.1038/536143a


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What do you do when you are stuck solo on a mountainside with no electricity except a little battery juice left over from yesterday’s weak sunlight, and it is the middle of the night and you wake up, and you know there are bears and mountain lions out there in the dark.


Of course internet access is best in the middle of the night. Usually you can watch videos without those big time-gaps during which the trotting horse hangs suspended in air while the little video wheel tries to catch up with the action, and I got somewhat hooked on them last night, beginning with an elegant olympics video and working my way to the little equine puppy below.


But this has got to stop. It just makes me wish, and an odd feeling, in the moon-dark night, that I am not really here, but instead am living somewhere in history when horses were my friends and I was theirs. And because that time is long gone for me — and for everyone else on this earth — and I really am right here on this cold mountain, watching wishes go by and dreams collapse in the irresponsibility of our generations, therefore, it is not useful to spend time living in yesterdays.

Most people I know are still back there, in their heads. Evidently they believe they can save what no longer is by living it, rather than using it as a foundation for something that is actually save-able, and so they don’t want to hear about truth, facts or reality, but only about some fairy tale that has to do with human omnipotence and activist heroics.


So then what else can I do but sit here and watch those same fairy tales play out on UTube? Fiddle with the video while the Earth burns to a homo-toxic crisp? Join the farewell party?


And if the party were about the reality, we might actually be required to take some responsibility for our human survival and a vibrantly healthy Earth. So they don’t. Don’t want to hear about it, I mean.   Willful ignorance is a great copout, because when their uninformed opinions turn out badly, then they can blame George.


That was probably my mistake. I did do my homework, and as ignorance fades it is true, unfortunately for me, it is replaced by responsibility to the facts of God and nature.


Facts are not opinions to be believed or not as we choose; they are provably real, by definition – that is what the word means – and that means they can be studied, checked and evaluated for accuracy. They cannot be debated, except by the willfully ignorant; they have been well understood for centuries, and are better understood with every year that passes; and we have had the technologies to deal with our human factual medical, social and political relationship with reality for more than 50 years. Willful ignorance is inexcusable in a world where information, wisdom and knowledge are available at the touch of any finger on any computer. Let’s name it what it is — criminal ignorance. Crimes against humanity, even against Life itself.

So then, what might actually be a useful thing to do? For me, right now. I could always try one more thwack at explaining what I have learned in my long career – but the willfully ignorant will do almost anything to avoid learning that their own knowledge fails the omniscience test, even to compassionately trying to “help” me by teaching me the corposystem line of crap, as though I hadn’t heard it already ad nauseum, and fact- checked that line of crap time and again. They are experts at the compassionate put-down as a way of life; one wonders what they think I have been doing all their lives. Waiting for me I suppose. Anyway, they won’t hear it.


And now I think I’ve wasted about two decades on “survivors’ guilt,” when all the time I could have been enjoying fame, frolic and fairy tales alongside the doomed, instead of trying for compassionate survival of the whole. But I am not the guilty one.


I am not the guilty one. Nor am I the victim. And neither am I God or nature that I could change the laws of God AND nature, which are very simple and straightforward. They do not respond to whatever good thoughts you had in your mind; they have nothing to do with human thoughts or intentions or what you would have done “if you only knew,” but they do respond exquisitely to exactly WHAT YOU DID DO, or didn’t do, and whatever that is, YOU CAN NEVER TAKE IT BACK.


Even to save your own children.


And I’m tired of listening to the homocentric babble of the criminally ignorant.


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It’s dark out here on the mountainside, and cold, with no utilities, no water, and no supermarket. I am here because the air is clean and makes me feel good in a way that no human medication ever can replicate. Try it for yourself sometime. Try it in the wintertime in Colorado. Because in a very few more decades, human activism will have burned away the very nature that gave birth to humans and we will be lucky if even this cold mountainside remains as a future haven for human kind.





“Our massive tampering with the world’s interdependent web of life — coupled with the environmental damage inflicted by deforestation, species loss, and climate change — could trigger widespread adverse effects, including unpredictable collapses of critical biological systems whose interactions and dynamics we only imperfectly understand.

“Pressures resulting from unrestrained population growth put demands on the natural world that can overwhelm any efforts to achieve a sustainable future. If we are to halt the destruction of our environment, we must accept limits to that growth. Uncertainty over the extent of these effects cannot excuse complacency or delay in facing the threats.” Union of Concerned Scientists

In fact, there isn’t even any uncertainty, and there has not been any uncertainty in your lifetimes

regardless of the corposystem fairytale.


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Bare Bones Biology 325 – Different Roads?


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We split ourselves in the Axial age, with the origin of the great religions, maybe that’s when the choices were made, the East and the West. Or perhaps much more recently with the false divide in the Western world between science and religion. Or maybe in my lifetime as we leave behind the basic science, the study of the works of God, in favor of human technologies that have raised up the power of man so high – “Western” man – that we believe ourselves to be looking down upon God, or at least we behave as though that is what we believe.


This week I visited with the spirit of Los Alamos. Twice. Or maybe three times in three days. One day to consult with a theoretical physicist about my understanding of energy. That is, energy as described by basic science/mathematics. The energy that the Earth receives from our sun that turns the pages of the Book of Life for all of us. It was very exciting for me as a scientist; that is, a student of basic biology, to update my understanding of the nature of Life. How Life works using energy and translating information, to stay alive.


The works of God.


The next day I attended the Sackcloth and Ashes nonviolence demonstration which is held every year at Ashley Pond in Los Alamos on Hiroshima day, August 6.


The work of man.


And then coming home, three miles into my wilderness canyon one-lane road, I joined my neighbor under the back end of my pickup as we worked with twigs and stiff stems to extract a threatened young horny toad from a crevice in the mud tire. The horny toad is threatened collectively by the power of mankind, and individually, this time, by my rear tire. While we worked, my neighbor explained the horny toad (“grandfather”) is a Navajo symbol of the power of God, the power of lightning shooting into the sky. Energy, I said. Yes, he said, the same energy.


If we disagree about natural law, it’s not because there are two different kinds of natural law – or energy — one for your God and one for mine. The horny toad is one of many different manifestations of the Law of Life, but there is only one Law of how Life functions to maintain all of Life. One horny toad; one lightning; one physics; one set of interconnected processes that maintain the whole of Life; even Los Alamos.


160806-Sackcloth-asc_5021RSs copyAt the Hiroshima Day Protest an example was cited of a man who believes not in one, but in two. Two ethics; two “rights.” This man believes there is no conflict between his anti-war social/political opinions and his war-related profession. He works for the National Laboratory that designs and produces nuclear weapons. He “couldn’t see” the connection between his work, which to him is “not a problem,” and our national/international war ethic.


And that reminded me of another time – another discussion – when I claimed that God made two books, more than two books. Books in many human languages, but only one set of natural laws that make Life possible on earth. Only one Book of Life. One record of the works of God that is not written in the languages of men, but is recorded in the very energy and information of nature that is “spread out before us,” that is studied by theoretical physicists and basic biologists. Not the human technologies that we can control, but God’s Natural Law, how it works . Our disconnect between the two realities cannot be repaired by ignoring the reality of either (or both, or all). God, God’s Natural Law, Man. Because it is one, and it is what it is.


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There are not two roads or two ethics or two “rights” in the Laws of God, but only in the imagination of man that we can behave in one way and believe in another way.


And the first is destroying the second and the second is destroying the first, and neither will listen to the other, and they are both EQUALLY destroying the works of God by their behaviors.


It is the same disconnect — to proclaim that Life is the work of God and then behave as though the Laws of Life do not exist. In fact, God’s Laws of Life do exist, and we have been given the tools to see them and the means to obey them. We use those tools to proclaim war and to disclaim war, but not to PREVENT war by addressing the root cause of our wars. Thus we are one with the man who claims to be antiwar and yet works for the war machine.

And we also cannot see our disconnect.



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Bare Bones Biology 323 – Wrong Answers

If we ask the wrong questions, we will get the wrong answers,


My question is never — not ever — about how good a job anyone can do at anything –

Or has done,

Or how many facts they know.


NEVER! (I will yell a bit in this blog if you will pardon me.)


I don’t care how “good” you are; or how many things you know. Neither does yesterday. And tomorrow cares mostly about what harm you may have done, not how much good.


I am a lot more interested in today, because today is our power, our only power, and unless it is my dentist, I don’t care, because I think, outside of technical detail jobs, doing a good job is a boondoggle.


160628-sunrise-asc_4659RLSs Not a life of service, but a modern form of slavery – unpaid work for an abusive and controlling corposystem, and an excuse to not ask questions about why we are doing what, and what harm all that doing may be doing – because everything we do causes harm to someone/thing, and it’s our job to balance the harm we are doing – not to spend our days desperately working harder and harder — or worse, trying to prove that someone else is not as good as we are — without understanding what we are good at, what we are working for. Or why.


I believe everyone is ALREADY doing a good job of whatever she believes to be a good thing to do. I really do, and if they don’t agree of course that’s their problem not mine.


My question is NOT about doing a good job; my question is — who decides what is a good thing to do? And what is the basis for that decision?


For example, with the concept of a recently developing knee-jerk meme — educating women. What is that about? Where did it come from? Who does it serve? It sounds great doesn’t it – empower the victim – but when I was coming along we wanted to educate EVERYBODY. Now we are asked to lower our sights. Hmmmmm I wonder why?


The question is not whether education is good or bad or even if it reduces reproduction rate under some un-definable circumstances.
The question is who gets to teach what to whom. Of course we already know the answer. The corposystem gets to teach us how to be better consumers.

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And some minorities and some women are fiercely opposed to being taught, or to reducing their fertility, and I agree that is a valid point of view learned by real experience, but again it is the wrong question fighting the right battle, because we all change and grow no matter what anyone teaches us. Or at least we will if we don’t get hung up on our own history. The real question is, or should be, how you (we) want to change and grow. Do we want to grow in a way that will give us more of what we want – or do we have some other axe to grind?


Because, if you/we are clever enough to avoid being brainwashed by yesterday’s memes, learning can give us the tools to better understand and outwit the very corposystem that wants to teach us how to be losers.

We can run away from being taught, or we can suck it up and deal with it, or we can integrate our new learning into a new and more beautiful vision, but we can’t get free of what is — by refusing to learn about it.


In the end, by denying ourselves the best available lifestyle that can be obtained (in this example) via smaller family size and the best possible education, we sacrifice our own goals — not to the power we are trying to defy, but to FEAR of UNDERSTANDING that power, and that is a whole lot worse.


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