Nov 01, 2006 03:50
So its 2 am on Halloween night. I didnt really do anything tonight cause I didnt get much sleep last night, so I decided to stay here at home and playh final fantasy 12 and watch some Viva la Bam. But now Im getting ready for bed and I felt like putting down something thats been on my mind a lot for this whole past year: existence.
Not just religion, or science, or the afterlife or anything way to specific like that. Just the act of "being", of existing in this plane of existance. Both religion adn science have tried to explain this, and either one can easily discount the other. Evolution is still discredited, not only by christians, jews, muslims, or any other religous froup, but also by the entire scien tific community in general. This is because the begining basis of evolution is flawed, because of the astronomically impossible odds of a random mutation occuring in the primordial ooze causing asexual organisms to not only become male, but also to mutate and become possible female mutations to match perfectly witht them. On the other hand, religion is based nearly entirely on faith and unexplainable phenomenon. Science is discredited becuase it has holes on the begining of its explanations, while religion is discredited because its holes are in the present day while its truths are lost to the past.
Very few people may know this about me, but my one and only true fear in life is nothingness. I am not nessecarily afraid of death, but the thought of there being absolutely nothin after death. I have spent more than my fair share of nights sleepless and freaking out in my bed thinking of not being able to feel anything, conciously or unconciously, after I die. And the only problem is that, technically, the only way to find out the truth happens when you die, barring an Apocalypse of some sort.
When I was younger, I thought about suicide. I wasnt suicidal by any means; I did not try to kill myself one. But I was in the middle of constant fighting between my parents which led to an eventual divorce. I went as far as to ask my mother, when I was about 11 or 12, what were some ways I could kill myself. Instead of freaking out and finding me help thru a therapist, she calmly told me that she had also thought of and attempted suicide back when she was younger, and even tolds me some things she had tried. To this I dont recall her telling me flat out not to kill myself, but I do know that from day on, the thought never crossed my mind again.
I cherish the life I have very much every day Im alive. I could have been aborted before I was born. I almost drowned when I was 5 years old. I contemplated suicide before I was teenager. My mother and I just made it by while we were living by ourselves. I dont think life is something to take for granted. I dont believe it is something we should have the power to take from someone else. I would never do well in a war unless it was "truly" defending those I love. So unless we have to fight on U.S. soil due to an invasion, I aint defending shit in another country.
So as much as life is fragile, it just makes me think about what does happen when we die?
If science is correct, then we rot in the ground, with maggots eating our flesh and the circle of life continues. But what happens to our still inexplicable subconsious? If our bodies are composed of trillions of little cells, organs, organisms and such, how does it create one singularity that makes us us? And what of nearly every scientific fact and theory having at least one "exception to the rule"?
If religion is correct, then which one do we go with? Christianity, Judaism and Islam all basically encompass the same idea. One God, watching over all of his creation, one being creating everything else. But then who created God? Why does he not show himself to give people piece of mind? Why would he still allow bad things to happen to this day?
Between science and religion, two things have me leaning myself toward faith in religion: The Begining and Time.
We dont know how the universe began. But according to science, A big explosion happened and everything came from nothingness, and formed over time. Now the big problem with science, as I see it, is that it all has to do only with what we see. If you cant see it or measure somehow, its passed over as impossible. But with that system, humans created the idea of Time. Time does not exist. Time is a measurement of length of existance in proportion to the planet from which you measure it. You cant travel thru time because that moment in time is a moment of existance, and thats not in a travelabe past or forseeable future, its exists in the place it is. That being said, scientists measure things like the universes age and distance to stars and such in Earth years, but thats only a measurement that we ourselves have created.
For as much as people say religion holds too many questions and holes open, I think that science leaves just as many, if not more things left unexplained. And maybe Im just saying this because I want to believe that there is something more to look foreward to after this lifetime. I dont know. All I know is that this might help me sleep better at night.
Well thats all I had to say, as incoherent and probably with many errors as this had. Im going to bed finally.