The 'mother' of all that exists, Nature is less
a perfectionist than she is an inspired and
sometimes reckless experimenter dedicated
to trial and error with a truly impish sense of
humour. Having designed the ultimate creation
with a brain struggling to compete with her own
ineffable genius, she also gifted that creature
with the pleasures of procreation and conferred
upon it a binary reality infusing one half with
the attributes of motherhood the other left with
the endowment of an instinct for the hunt and
so they evolved man-the-source-of-sperm and
woman welcoming the outcome in her gifted
womb. In all her creatures was this gift of
creation proffered; those in the air, in the seas
in the trees and on land with the occasional
misfiring of neurons and confusion of genetics
to a place where males imagine themselves
females and females certain they are males
disrupting the order of Nature's deliberations
though in point of fact it is she herself whose
attention occasionally and infamously lapses
into distractions that confuse the formula.
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