There are beauties and ugliness in nature. To believe that there exists a designer means that there is also a manufacturer of nature. Obviously, if there were a manufacturer, it is certainly bereft of taste or quality control. It just continues doing its job manufacturing recklessly, if not meaninglessly, not to mention aimlessly. I ask: where is nature heading? Neither its designer nor its manufacturer, if were there any, knows. Poch Suzara
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