Evolutionary fairy tales

People who support the theory of evolution to explain the existence of the Earth and the entire Universe and all the things in them and, of course, life itself, use time as a crutch, saying that given enough time, anything is possible. The truth is that the possibility thing is a big myth. Life is so complex and so organized as to make anything like evolution by chance IMPOSSIBLE. Imagine you had two nickels and you tossed them in the air. The chances that they would both land heads up are pretty good. Imagine you had 500 nickels and you tossed them all in the air in hopes of that happening. What are the chances now that they would ALL land heads up? It might happen - you say - if you had one billion years waiting for that to happen. Ok, perhaps. However, we have not introduced the element of "organization" into the mix. What are the chances of having the 500 nickels ALL land heads up AND being exactly equidistant in a grid pattern when they land? Zero. Here is an article that better explains what I'm saying in mathematical terms - from an expert. The best argument against the theory of evolution is actually your own body. In order for evolution to be plausible, nature itself would have to be perfect, allowing for changes to be positive and beneficial. However, we all know things degenerate and decay. 

Chickens and eggs

Think about this: Someone plants some seeds that yield plants that yield grain. The grain is fed to some chickens. The chickens lay eggs and have little chicks. Someone eats the eggs and a few of the chickens when they grow up and become plump and edible. Chickens are domestic animals, good for food. Many different dishes can be prepared from chicken meat - some more fancy than others. The chicken is not in control. Someone is in control. Yet, nobody told the seed how to sprout or how to grow - all it needed was soil and water - but someone had to plant it. Nobody had to teach the chicken to eat grain or how to lay eggs but someone had to gather the grain and give it to the chicken. Millions of people believe in the fairy tale known as evolution. The fairy tale says that fish turned into frogs then into birds then into pigs and roosters and chickens and horses and monkeys and lions and tigers and bears and finally into humans. The fairy tale says that one plant magically turned into trees that yield apples, and oranges, and avocados, and mangoes, and coconuts, and bananas, and pears, and peaches, and figs, and nuts; and stalks that yield tomatos, and corn, and rice, and wheat, and beans, and chili peppers, and sugar cane, and barley, and peanuts, and oats; and vines that yield grapes. We know how to turn good grapes into good wine. How odd.

Fairy tale

It has been a while - perhaps a month since I last came by here. I read a short article the other day about some anthropologist who has been doing research for a long, long time into how monkeys live. The purpose of all the studying is supposedly to figure out how the knowledge gained can be applied to human behavior. I think the real purpose is to earn a paycheck so that the anthropologist can buy groceries. This person - it is to be expected - is a believer in the fairy tale called evolution. The human race has been carrying this albatross around its neck long enough. I am not God's advocate - He does not need one - but if you just think about how every species - whether animal, plant, or human - procreates, the existence of a Supreme Being is entirely undeniable. If anyone has faith in the falsehood we call evolution, it is only because they want to - there is truly no evidence to support it. It is all conjecture. One cannot believe that the Jupiter Symphony exists and then say that Mozart didn't write it. Please.