Chapter 1 -The Ephiphany

This chapter isn't really part of the story of the book and so you may skip if you like but it gives insight to what the book will be based around.

Playing God is the highest expression of human nature. The urges to improve ourselves, to master our environment, and to set our children on the best path possible have been the fundamental driving forces of all our human history. Without these urges to ' play god', so to speak the world as we know it would not exist today. Humanity is evolving from praying to God to playing God, to remain human we must be wise and kind with our actions in our lives. But if changing our world is playing God then it's just another way in which God made us in His image, and that we as humans made God, to fill the gap in our minds that causes curiosity and the thought of what made us. As science is a game we play with God, to find out what his rules are. But is it good to play God and bring the past to modern-day and say that scientists may be so preoccupied with whether they could, that they never stopped to think if they should, but the main answer to all these questions of life and existence and history is...why not?

It all had started with a sudden burst of energy from a cuppa coffee the, sudden high of energy exploding ideas and epiphanies into my head. At first, you think the idea is mad and that you have gone insane but then it hits you and becomes a crazy scheme. Then you will be in a frenzied trepidation of finding a pen and a piece of paper before you forget your master plan. And after staring into the devilry of your plan of action you are entwined in a spiral of the obsession of thinking it will work. I sit at my desk for hours planning my aspiration and delusion, looking for a pathway to a better land that never appears like standing on a mountain looking for the peak which represents your aim only to be blocked out by mist and fog surrounding like an infinite brick wall, never to climb up and out to your desires or never to delve down and escape the dismal gloom of not knowing.

The thing about being smart is that you have a constant desire and hope for more knowledge, and that, that thought of not knowing or not being able to figure something out drives you to insanity though I think it's too late for me. I had or still do, have the obsession of re-creating the past, but I do not want to exploit it or use it to make riches, I want to re-create to be able to understand the world and fill the gap of curiosity in my mind, the thing that causes adventure and the feel of freedom. I want to discover what made us and created the world as we know it today, and it may sound ludicrous and mad to bring back the extinct as some may say it's extinct for a reason, but what fun would it be if someone didn't have that adventure, or thought of discovery in his or her lives as otherwise, the world wouldn't be as it is today. And others may say that bringing back the exterminated will cause consequences as its messing with time but isn't it ironic because just as we created God we also created time, so if it's ours then why don't we change it and warp it slightly. Because as far as I know life should not be controlled or ruled it should be lived freely and to your desires and hopes and I intend to live mine that way.

The thought of creating a genetic clone of dinosaurs may to some sound crazy and look at you as if your insane, and others may see it as dangerous due to many of the films we've seen today, but the vision many people have of dinosaurs and past animals is due to what we as humans think and believe. So why don't we re-create these animals in modern society? Is it because humanity fears facing the past and that people cannot face the truths of our world? Or is it because it already exists?

Well, either way, I have the ambition to make the past and reality. It mostly all started with research, of figuring out how to make copies of dinosaurs from DNA and put them into an egg to make the real thing. My first method involves in extracting DNA from preserved fossils which to find any DNA of any dinosaur would be an amazing find but to find enough to extract and create a genome with it seemed partly impossible as well as it being preserved a sort of soft tissue would be ideal. So then with the harvested DNA to inject this genetic material into a related species womb to create my delusional reality. But the first problem of finding the DNA is at hand so I began to think, I set it into a list of ways and possibilities of getting so much DNA that would also thus be able to be used to create these dinosaurs. My first option on the list due to recent news reports was to find soft tissue DNA and a recent find of an unidentified creature on the coast of Wales that was similar to what I thought once first viewed as a Mosasaur due to it having "has a long head, giant jawline and slender tail" as most Mosasaur grew to 59ft whereas this was 5ft but it didn't stop the possibility of it be