Imagine a grain of sand. What did you see? Obviously you didn't see just one grain of sand. You saw billions upon billions of grains sand in a beach. Now seriously think of only one grain. One solitary grain. Depending on your skin color it'd probably be hard to spot if it was placed on your hand. Now let go of the grain of sand and let it fall back onto the beach. That grain of sand was earth.The beach is the universe. In fact our solar system probably isn't even two grains of sand. Heck maybe I'm being overly optimistic in saying that we're even past half of a grain (which I'm not entirely sure how you would go about doing that. laser time!). Nonetheless whether it be a grain, half of a grain, or even just a mere atom of that beach, the universe is vast beyond anything we can measure. Just like it would be impossible to count every single grain of sand even in a mere children's sandbox.
As far as we know we are the only planet with intelligent life. For years ever since 1969 when we landed on the moon, we've searched extensively for intelligent life on other plants without success. Sure we've found water on certain planets. Sure we've found micro-organisms on other planets such as single-celled bacteria. But we haven't really found a green dude with antennas three, fingers holding a laser gun, and telling us to take him to our leader. Of course we may have already found it but not realized it since we can only use our limited definition of life on earth as a standard for all life elsewhere in the universe. Maybe life on other planets is completely different and too complex for us humans to notice. Or maybe they're so simple that we simply disregard them as candidates for life based on our knowledge of the essentials for life. For all we know the moon rocks we keep bringing home could be plotting against us this very moment (dun dun dunnnn).
Yet it begs the question, are we really special? Should we consider ourselves lucky to be the only planet that (we know) contains life according to our standards? Should we consider ourselves lucky to be the only planet that could sustain (our definition of) life? And are we really alone? Many people will speculate that we are special. Think of how lucky we are. It could've turned out so many ways. We could've been hit by an asteroid that wiped out the entire human race a long time ago. We could've wandered a little too close to the sun and gotten fried. There must've been a reason for why we're here.
Is there a reason for our existence? Did God put us here for a reason? Did the Universe save a special spot for us to thrive in the ways that we have? I guess the real question is, why are we here?
Humans have been on the planet for about 10,000 years. In those years we've evolved the most advanced civilization in the history of the (known) universe. We've developed wheels into wheelbarrows into wagons into cars. We've took a simple rock and used it to make tools, weapons, electronics, and just plain bashing our heads out.
But there is a downside. Because we are humans we wonder. Why does rain fall? Why does lightning come before thunder? Why do apples fall down? How do Cheetahs run so fast? How do fish breathe underwater? How can we do this easier? How can we make that work better? How can we develop a more efficient sex position?
And it is good that we wonder. If we never wondered the neolithic revolution would never have occurred which would mean agriculture would never have occurred. If we never wondered we would never have learned we could make a plethora of crap out of trees and rocks, which would've prevented the invention of countless products. And if that happened we would never have had the industrial revolution or the medical revolution (which occurred around the same time) which rocketed these countries' economies. And had the industrial revolution never happened we would never have had stuff like light bulbs, cars, weapons, bikes, houses, toothbrushes, allergy pills, vaccines, surgery, clocks, beds, or (worst of all) hustler magazines!
But when it comes to the larger issues which our minds cannot fully answer we run into a problem. Humans are so developed that we are actually the stupidest animal on earth. Ironic eh? And I know you're yelling at your monitor saying "what the fuck is this guy talking about?" but think about it. Has any animal killed another animal just because they answered the wrong question to the god question? Has any animal killed another because it was cheating on him/her? Humans have. But that's another story, back to the issue at hand.
And this is where religion comes in. Religion tells you that God put you on this earth to serve him. Religion tells you that there is a mystical force that guides the laws of the world. Religion tells you that you are here for a reason. When I said we are the stupidest animal on earth this is what I meant. We are arrogant When humans don't have an answer to a question, that angers us. It especially angers us when the answer is rather negative and doesn't reflect too well on us. "Why do guys like boobies?". Well it's because we're human. "NO! THAT CAN'T BE. IT MUST BE FROM SATAN". In fact we've made a list of 10 things that are normal human behavior (well except for the killing) that we're supposed to be ashamed of. Why did we make that list? Because we couldn't accept the fact that those things are naturally occurring in humans. Lust, wrath, envy, all of them hardwired in us.
And just like we don't want to accept that lust is a human thing that we needed to make a law condemning you to death if you showed lust, we don't want to accept the truth of our existence so we make a God to sprinkle glitter over the purpose of life.
So what does this have to do with the
1) We are alone. Like I said earlier we are the only (known) planet in the (known) universe able to sustain (our definition of) life. We have explored many galaxies, supernovas, planets, none which are sustainable for (our definition of) life. This loneliness creates a feeling that for some reason we were chosen to be in the only spot in the (known) universe to be able to sustain (our definition of) life.
2) Humans need an answer to things. When we don't have an answer, we feel angry. And when we have an answer that reflects badly on our existence? We get even angrier. As a result some people may not like to hear certain truths. Just like people want to deny a celebrities death or instantly accept a death of a terrorist. So we make religions to tell us the answers when they are really answers humans have made to make us feel better about ourselves.
3) We are arrogant. This sort of goes with our need for an answer. We like to think we're special. That somehow we're better than all other creatures on earth. And to some extent we are. But when something contradicts with our perception of reality our ego throbs and we get angry. For example when we hear that humans have hurt the earth more than any other creature on earth our ego throbs and we don't want to accept it even though it is true. And conversely when we hear that we are the most intelligent creature on earth it assuages our ego. And so to compensate we create a God that loves us and puts us on the only planet with life so as to feed our ego and make us feel better.
So I think most of you already know what I'm going to say and I think most of you know this but you don't want to accept it, simply because of the three reasons that I have listed up above. We are here out of coincidence. We are here out of luck. There is no why of why we are here, why would there be? Would God create humans just so they could worship him and he could decide who to send to heaven and who to hell? Then what's the deal with animals? To make us happy? Well sins make us happy. Why aren't they ok? Would mother nature create us to serve the planet? Well then wouldn't she have already riddled the earth with magnitude 10 earthquakes, grade 10 hurricanes, grade 10 tsunamis, and grade 10 tornadoes?
There is no why we are here.
But is that a reason to be sad? No. I say it is a reason to rejoice. A reason to live your life out. We're lucky to be living on the only known planet that can sustain our definition of life (parentheses removed!). Maybe one day, we'll discover a planet that can sustain our definition of life. Maybe one day we'll be the first known species to live on two planets. That day is far away. So rejoice. We're here. With a purpose or not. You want a purpose? Make one. Whatever your heart desires. It's your life. Live it.
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