All that is really required is the self replicating molecule. It is without intent but it is intent. It is without will but it is will. What will is it? The will to “go forth and multiply” – the end consequence, the whole universe by some horror of exponents, becomes the molecule.
But that is not how this will unfolds, how this will unfold. There is the other and against the other the molecule requires advantage, defences and capabilities. Instead of one making everything itself, unity in stability, there are two, violence and dynamism, competition, evolution – the multiplication of all the fantastic and terrible forms.
All that is really required is the individual. It has intent and is intent, has will and is will. It is no other will than the will of the self replicating molecule it carries inside every cell. Each secreting it’s dreams of conquest into the bloodstream, messages tenderly crafted by the ribosomes. To have everything, to be everything. To always be striving for the impossible unity of totality.
And around this nucleus, the self replicating machine built around the nucleus of the self replicating molecule – defences, advantage, capabilities – all the myriad forms, families, clans, villages, cities, tribes, nation states, technologies mechanical and social, terrible and wonderful creations of power.
All for that little molecule – a creator with no care or love for it’s creations, a creator that would sacrifice all beauty and goodness to advance itself, that has sacrificed trillions on the altar of it’s selfishness.
The creator that has no will, but is will. He who created us in His image.