Life survives in the chaos of the cosmos by picking order out of the winds. Death is certain, but life becomes possible by following patterns that lead like paths of firmer ground through the swamps of time . Cycles of light and dark, of heat and cold, of magnetism, radioactivity, and gravity all provide vital guides, and life learns to respond to even their most subtle signs.
Nothing happens in isolation.
We breath and bleed, we laugh and cry, we crash and die in time with cosmic cues. Inorganic matter got together in the right way to create a self-perpetuating organism that started a system of elaboration that has produced a pattern with several million pieces. This is Supernature, and man sits at the center of its web, tugging at the strands that interest him, following some through to useful conclusions and snapping others in his impatience. Man is the spearhead of evolution , vital, creative, and immensely talented, but still young enough to wreak havoc in his first flush of enthusiasm . Hopefully this period of awkward adolescence is coming to an endas he begins to realize that he cannot possibly survive alone, thatthe web of Supernature is supported by the combined strength of a vast number of individually fragile fragments, that life on earth isunited into what amounts to a single superorganism, and that this in turn is only part of the cosmic community.