How did animal get to isolated places after the flood?

Could not resist commenting here..just late reading the post.That's an easy one. Since there were only 2 of each species of these little pouch buggers, God made them all head toward Australia. Two each of every species in Australia (and no where else)stayed together and walked 8,000 miles without being eaten by predators who were then vegetarians...even though the predators had no vegatation to eat after the flood.They traveled 24/7 let's say at an improbable 2 miles a day 24 hours a day (no rest for the Marsupies). It would have taken 4,000 days to get there. That's about 11 years. How long do all these marsupials live? If breeding did take place on the way, in 4,000 days, how many could there have been remaining in between? And then where is the evidence they all were passing though for those 11 years?Here's the answer:1) God told them to all head towards Australia or same general area.
2) God prevented them from being eaten or just plain being dead from any causes for those 11 years.
3) God told those born enroute also to go to Australia and not die on the way and leave remains to be found today.SOOOO, God wanted them pouchies in one place on the planet and no where else for some reason. He eliminated any record of the Pouchies crossing through all the areas through which they had to pass. God made them live much longer than the existing species so they would not die of old age on the way. And they lived long enough to reproduce FINALLY where we find them today.Yea, that's it!

Heck, I forgot about them. That explains a lot of things. They have cloaking which also explains how the marsupies got to New Zealand without anybody knowing how and fundy blind obedience..they just couldn't see the cloaked Klingons? Our education is now complete. I just thought the fundasupials were brain damaged. I feel badly now. NOT!Edited by 8upwidit2, : Brain Damage

Absolutely none of it makes any sense nor is it logical. Yet a few billion still buy the stories.As a child I knew something was terribly wrong with the church thing, I just never knew why I felt that way. I was roundly scorned and even threatened with "eternal damnation" for having issues and questions. Scared the piss out of me.Isn't it odd how once you shake free of the universal ignorance and blind faith required for any religion to survive, your brain miraculously awakens and starts functioning again?

I've arrived a point in my life that the entire Biblical thing is so preposterous that I have to shake my head at the attempts to justify it.While I appreciate and will fight for a person's right to do as he pleases in this matter, I just don't get the whole church/God thing.I'm surrounded by these blind moles. When I am around a conversation in this regard I always avoid it when possible. But when asked I first say, "Are you sure you want to talk about this?"In reality, they really don't. I can see it in their faces once the discussion begins and I start asking the leading questions.Like a few other posts here, I, too, cannot believe they have not really ever questioned it. Hard to believe.The flood is just one of the fictional epics.

Looks like my ex-wife on a good day.The North American 'Possum" is even further away from Ararat than the others. He just rode further on the cloaked Klingon ship.I didn't forget him. Just was talking about those in Ausiland and nearby.

How did you know that? You know her? She lies. Poor dear.

She's really a marsupial.

Old Morgie...Ah yes, Chiroptera, the Lord Giveth and the Divorce Court Taketh away!Do I sense a bit of frumpiness from Dame Schraf? Can you believe she would suggest that I be fair with my nemesis and winner of the house and kids??Just to show you what I was dealing with, even the judge in the case was caught with his paw in the Kibbles and Bits and avoided jail time by the skin of his tainted robes while his brother (another Chancery Judge)is under federal indictment for bribery and HIS son has been charged with murder of a prisoner at the local jailhouse.Wholly schit, is this a Jerry Springer moment or what?

Yes I did. Married a marsupial hussy. Met her at the hop. (sorry, that was a punny bad one but I just had to say it)NORMALLY when tired or upset, most people hit the sack. But when I was feeling insecure and bit depressed, I would just hop in the pouch. Whew, sometimes it smelled like 3 day old flounder in there.Oh Oh admin nurdunkus is getting pissed. Off the subject.