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INPRIMATU
The plants themselves
Given in Varietos
  • The result of cloning, clone, perfect copy, round! The variety that is the beginning of the end. Cloning in animals a few years ago, from the time of the mint plants that it is. At the very beginning of agriculture the clones would have been created; well, the plants would have been created from the seed, of course, but the cuttings, the pieces, the hedges... would have changed the nature. The technique of the times when the Neolithic was new, as in advanced Asia here, to be thousands of years later...
Jakoba Errekondo 2007ko maiatzaren 13a
The point of sharpening, the culmination of the evolution of cloning, is to insert, is to venture, is to sestrate, is to gnaw, is to encase. The legend of a Feng Li is known in China, where it is said that about seven thousand years ago it sold plants created by vaccines. The oldest mention of vaccines in our advanced world is made by Hesiod, barely three thousand years ago; then by Aristotle, Theophrastus... if there is a large number of mentions explaining in detail the techniques of the time. Along with Geurera muxika, chestnut, walnut, etc., the Romans would of course have brought the school of this skill. The improvement initiated by the selection of hitherto wild varieties for vaccination, cloning, is permanent, even tomorrow.

Insertion, which is cloning. The vaccine secularizes a certain plant and that is why it is unnatural. Nature reproduces the seed, which is the future born of the mixture of sexes. This mixture constantly produces new plants, new ones that have never existed. And this is the anticipation of the future, the existence of varieties that will at least be able to survive whatever the conditions of life that may come; the more types the greater the chances of survival of this species. We from the donors, vaccinate some perfect bacchanas and lose the varieties and let them lose and leave them in abandonment. The fewer varieties and varieties and the shorter our future... The perfect, because the one that can’t be improved is the future. On the highway of self-deception, of the pariche of joy, of the murderer's mucus.