Whispers in the Heart, Part 6

This week we continue on with the first chapter of my “Remnants of Eden: Evolution, Deep-Time, & the Antediluvian World.” God bless, and stay with me as the story unfolds with the next post…

At first it was idle speculation, meaningless entertainment I suppose. It became a hobby of mine to plan and plot, passing time considering not only the technological side of the matter, but also general logistics. In those early days I kept notes constantly, jotting down thoughts as they arose, refining broad ideas into streamlined targets. I read and reread Crichton’s novels dozens of times. I read them so often, in fact, that I only half jokingly referred to my copy of Michael Crichton’s Jurassic World, a hardcover anthology of the two books, then as “my bible.” In my readings I began to notice several things about Crichton’s work, specifically that, though he may have been wrong about how to clone dinosaurs, many of the other aspects of the books made a great deal of sense, both business- and technology-wise, and if applied carefully, could be viable as a real-world application. The books thus became a template of sorts, helping to guide my thoughts on the project. The technology for how to actually accomplish the impossible still resided in the shadows at that point, hidden but whispering to me constantly.

By 1999, my odd hobby was replaced with obsession, and I spent most of each day pondering the prospect of creating my own company to pursue the quixotic goals I had set for myself. All of my youthful ambition was well and good, but as it stood, I had no way to achieve the impossible, the backbone of the company which I dreamed of. Cloning, as had long been considered by advocates of such things, was simply out of the question for numerous reasons. There had to be another way…

1.02 Hoatzin
Figure 1:02 – The Hoatzin (Opisthocomus hoazin), Adult & Juvenile


As time passed, my faith in evolution and the sprawling aeons of the deep past¹ grew immensely. Naturalism² was the law of my land, and nowhere within that kingdom was room for doubt in the abilities or authority of secular research. Science was my god, plain and simple.

Over the next four years, I pondered other techniques to achieve the impossible. Though many concepts arose, I came to realize that all were fatally flawed in their foundational design. By 2004, something clicked. I had an epiphany one evening, a stray yet relevant thought about an obscure South American bird…

The hoatzin, Opisthocomus hoazin, notable among birds, possesses an unusual series of adaptations, including among others, clawed hands in juvenile specimens. Functionally, the clawed digits of the young are used to climb waterlogged tree trunks and vegetation, and the overall physical appearance is quite striking. That unique feature however is limited to juvenile individuals, eventually merging into the fused carpometacarpus, or hand, of typical birds.

The appearance of that specific bird in my thoughts heralded a new agenda for my research and a new direction for my hopeful company. With it, I began to construct a supplement for the plans I had been working on. Instead of trying to emulate Jurassic Park’s cloned dinosaurs, I now instead saw the benefits of producing my own original breeds through the wonders of modern biotechnology, the new alchemy, whereby life forms could be changed, in part or in whole, as the whims of man and the power of his knowledge allow…


The Story Continues with the Next Post…


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