Out of the darkness

Out of the darkness

A well-preserved fossil Scipionyx discovered in southern Italy • © Giovanni Dall'Orto

Originally published 27 April 1998

You dark­ness, that I come from, I love you more than all the fires that fence in the world,” wrote the poet Ranier Maria Rilke.

Life has arisen out of a dark abyss of time. We see the flame that burns around us: birds, insects, grass­es, and flow­er­ing plants — tens of mil­lions of species of liv­ing things, mir­a­cles one and all, ani­mat­ing the world with heat and beauty.

We are in it up to our necks. A zil­lion bac­te­ria inhab­it our guts. Mites creep in the forests of our eye­lids. Virus­es swim in our blood. We depend utter­ly upon plants to cap­ture the ener­gy we get from the sun. An uncount­able num­ber of crea­tures that live in the sea main­tain the air we breathe.

But what of the dark­ness that we came from? The four bil­lion years of hid­den his­to­ry: the patient craft­ing of com­plex­i­ty, the long unfold­ing of diver­si­ty? Every cell of our bod­ies remem­bers the eons; we are relat­ed to every organ­ism on Earth by com­mon descent.

We split open sed­i­men­ta­ry rocks along their seams and spill fos­sils into the light after mil­lions, or bil­lions, of years of dark­ness. Like hiero­glyph­ics on the walls of a new­ly opened Egypt­ian tomb, the fos­sils are a record of our past.

The record is more detailed than many peo­ple realize.

Cer­tain drag­on­fly fos­sils from Juras­sic lime­stone show every vein of the fine­ly net­ted wings. Two hun­dred mil­lion year-old plants reveal fine struc­ture of every leaf and stem. Fish swim in Eocene sand­stone as if they were alive.

But the record of the fos­sils is inevitably spot­ty. The crust of the Earth is like a great ency­clo­pe­dia of which only a few pages have been opened. We can only guess what won­der­ful mes­sages from the past remain to be found.

Sev­er­al recent dis­cov­er­ies give some hint of what might be in store.

Ital­ian pale­on­tol­o­gists Cris­tiano Dal Sas­so and Mar­co Sig­nore recent­ly described a juve­nile thero­pod dinosaur found in lime­stone deposits of the Cre­ta­ceous peri­od in south­ern Italy that shows excep­tion­al preser­va­tion of soft tis­sue: mus­cles, gut, pos­si­bly traces of liver.

We know dinosaurs most­ly from their bones. Soft tis­sue is pre­served and fos­silized only in the unusu­al cir­cum­stance when a crea­ture is buried quick­ly in fine-grained sed­i­ments under low-oxy­gen con­di­tions that pre­vent decay. The Ital­ian dinosaur appar­ent­ly expired in a shal­low lagoon, and was soon cov­ered with a fine-grained anaer­o­bic mud. Now, we see the young dinosaur in won­der­ful­ly detailed pho­tographs in the March 26 [1998] issue of the jour­nal Nature, freed from its dark prison 113 mil­lion years after its death — every tooth, claw, and tiny bone avail­able for our inspec­tion, with, remark­ably, mus­cles and inter­nal organs.

Ear­li­er this year, two groups of Chi­nese and Amer­i­can pale­on­tol­o­gists report­ed micro­scop­ic ani­mal embryos from 570 mil­lion year-old phos­phate deposits of south­ern Chi­na. These beau­ti­ful­ly pre­served three-dimen­sion­al fos­sils show what appear to be fer­til­ized eggs in the ear­li­est stages of cell division.

The Chi­nese fos­sils pre­date the so-called “Cam­bri­an Explo­sion,” about 550 mil­lion years ago, when sud­den­ly (in geo­log­ic time) a pro­fu­sion of macro­scop­ic ani­mals appear in the fos­sil record — sponges, jel­ly­fish, bra­chiopods, trilo­bites, and a host of oth­er creatures.

In the Feb­ru­ary 5 [1998] issue of Nature, Shuhai Xiao, Yun Zhang and Andrew Knoll of Bei­jing and Har­vard Uni­ver­si­ties line up pho­tographs of the pur­port­ed embryos as if they were the suc­ces­sive fis­sion­ing of a sin­gle fer­til­ized egg: one cell, two, four, eight, six­teen. It is almost as if we are watch­ing the devel­op­ment of a liv­ing embryo under a microscope.

Each pho­to­graph is of a sep­a­rate fos­sil, and the arrange­ment of the pho­tographs on the page is a bit of a rhetor­i­cal flour­ish, but the impres­sion is com­pelling that we have dropped in on the ori­gin of mul­ti­cel­lu­lar ani­mal life. The ear­li­est moments of our own lives — the devel­op­ment of a mul­ti-celled embryo from a sin­gle fer­til­ized egg — is here antic­i­pat­ed in the Pre­cam­bri­an sea.

Many pale­on­tol­o­gists were sur­prised that sin­gle cells or small groups of cells could be pre­served with such fideli­ty. Just how fos­siliza­tion takes place in phos­phate-rich envi­ron­ments is not yet com­plete­ly under­stood, but now that fos­sil-hunters know what to look for, we can antic­i­pate a rush of new finds that will illu­mi­nate ani­mal his­to­ry deep­er in the abyss of time.

The past is con­tin­u­al­ly erased, and the record of the most dis­tant time sur­vives only by a chain of minor mir­a­cles,” wrote the pale­on­tol­o­gist Richard Fortey. Sure­ly, the phos­phate deposits of south­ern Chi­na are a kind of mir­a­cle, in the way they pre­serve with such finesse the soft, micro­scop­ic ori­gins of ani­mal life.

What oth­er won­ders await us in the unopened pages of sed­i­men­ta­ry rocks? The recent fos­sil dis­cov­er­ies from Italy and Chi­na con­firm our igno­rance even as they throw light on our past. “One of the glo­ries of the fos­sil record is that it con­tin­u­al­ly sur­pris­es,” Fortey notes. We look into the dark abyss of time and are made hum­ble in the face of what we do not know.

We should love the dark­ness as much as we love the light, for in the dark­ness resides the mys­tery of our origins.

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