If you believe in spiritual things, you may be interested in this:

 Moment by Moment, man and mankind are involved in the "process of transformation" being "this" one instant and "that" the next.

Evolution is a secondary term that referes to "the scientific effects of TRANSFORMATION".  Yet, the unscientific process of TRANSFORMATION, which is hidden from the observer by the observer, does exist beyond proof to the point that any science based upon it is unscientific at the git go!

That which is unseen,

 is "exactly that" and plays,

 into all of mankinds folly....US!

Lalepop' 

 I walked to the road's end where the weeds made ways for me and there it was... the homestead.  I noticed that the windows were broken and the doors part open like an old toothless worn coon.

 Than I remembered how it was yesterday here when the place was solid oak, I thought, and  held together by lightning bolts!

 The day the giants in wet leather streamed over the hill with pitch forks and shovels as me and my dog Woody mowed 'em aside on our way to the mulberry tree at the creek.

 Or the time we were surrounded by the Indian nation....captured and smeared with red clay from the bank before heading out with them to the neighbors farm where the last sighting of the "White Buffalo" had taken place. I collected crow's feathers on the way..just in-case.

 Now tangled in vine and choked by time, the real homestead and dog Woody too ...now long gone,

wait for my return,

 to yesterday.

 Lalepop'

  He said once more "every man's path is into his own unknowing".

 So I went ahead and rained upon my own parade to see how it works and was surprised that I didn't get wet for an hour or two and I didn't even know it..... till I sneezed.

 Than I walked with ten Gods and fifty thousand Universes, racing from star to star chasing demons into black holes using sticks with cotten tips and didn't even know it..... till i blinked.

  And in the park, at Oak Green, while minding my own business I was run down by a five hundred ton Japanese fishing vessel and hadn't the slightest clue..... till the wind blew.

   I've never been so alive. 

Lalepop'

  Only a man's imagination rambles around in this old world now and when he is gone. Only it can knock on doors well past midnight rounding up gaggles of geese breeding them to the lone talking parrot on the perch by the fireplace.  

  Only imagination can completely satisfy "Tiffany rainbow" with a flash light in basic crystal white that searches the edges of  his old lamp stand flushing out stubborn pockets of darkness, left behind to feast upon.  

    Only a man's imagination can out live life.

Lalepop'