Desire is anticipation of flux even if the change appears “blind”, “random” or “ignorant”. Without it the varying is aimless—amid the clamor & rout, no omission, no importance & therefore no selection (no appetite, no phagocytes). Seeking the satisfaction of change (the adventure of endosymbiosis), this precursor of Love is a cell’s esse—that is, no eternal abstract or impress of fate authors propagation, imagines a Garden of Innocence, a Reason of Perfection. Want makes pregnant the lightless, the unknown & all equilibria. On the Tendency of Varieties to depart indefinitely from the Original Type Alfred Russel Wallace urges the concerned to consider that sexual excess & its ecstasy of remembrance is the “tending” of all species for it. Whatever is fixed by God, whatever supreme idea of the permanent, whatever true form staid by divine intent (most of Aristotle’s essentia) is now a larva’s chorion; a brushfoot’s meconium. Eclosed are the variations constrained by Adamic permanence; liberated from the mortal afflictions endeavoring with little effect, the perfection of the Platonic. All ancestral forms are contingent upon the desires of prior ancestral forms, their copulatory exuberance & their indefinite, varied circumstances of an environment ceaselessly elaborated for the Cell to the good effect of the latter succeeding adversity, leaving behind progeny charged with a fierce sense to populate, pursue survival with obsessive self-interest & be lucky enough to have a planet (the "aim" of natural selection) set apart as sacred this varying of a very old appetite.
