(before every post, fyi) I'm coming from a background in data and numbers, so my subjective opinion =/= endorsement, but my justifications are usually objective. It's really up for you to decide. It's your mind, after all.
We weren’t meant to feel this strongly.
We weren’t meant to be gluttonous.
Human nature didn’t build us for excess.
Our indecision, our hatred for the divinity in others—
These feelings are not human.
God had no hand in this.
We see a slab of processed meat, wrapped in a plastic film, and think nothing odd of it. It’s beholden in front of our eyes—strained, chemically colored, treated with minor formaldehyde—a chemical humans were never meant to come into contact with. Blended with lipid peroxides to maintain a thick retention and solidity. Lipid peroxides, the byproduct of destroyed cells. Its life had no active decision in its creation. Yes this is from a meme shut up.
Satiation from human hunger was never meant to come from these chemicals. These chemicals were intended to stay beneath the earth’s mantle or be constructed in another form for another biological process. We feel sated from our hunger through this amalgamation because that’s all we can feel from it. We don’t know how else to feel.
How can we ask for salvation when our flaws weren’t considered?
The dog was meant to stay in the backyard.
When you walk the dog it stays on the leash.
You unlock the gate after you put on the leash.
You lock the gate before you take off the leash.
The dog doesn’t know where the backyard ends.
How stupid of us.
We are so stupid.
I am a dumbass.
Will the dog ever know its own stupidity?
Will it ever feel shame for not knowing?
I think about the climax of the movie Surrogates sometimes.
Everyone just collapses. Life stops on a random midday.
I think life would make so much more sense for everyone if that happened.
Maybe that’s why people imagine worlds bigger than ours—dragons, superheroes, a clear villain, and a clear savior.
We’re in the reality that got none of it.
And it doesn’t make sense for us to live without it.
Were animals destined to praise a god? Were cells destined to praise something higher? A cell’s punishment for disobedience is death. Cancer is a cell’s disobedience. Cancer is the result of poor diet, inactivity, and genetic disposition. Are we no better than the cancer cells that rejected being told to stop, that chose to go instead?
No need to make this profound. I don't need to choke every sentence with depth and emotion. We sometimes wonder about this question every day in plain form.
My case is as it stands. We're in the reality that makes the most amount of least sense.
The rest of my thoughts i've written about.