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Ah--This could have a frightening outcome. I plead to those who are employing violence to torment us to lower those torches set aflame and entreat you to listen to my words. What is the definition of being human? I have studied during considerable amount of hours in my creator’s library to search the answer to this question and found nothing satisfactory. The countless of pages I absorbed in religion, science, ethics, idioms, did not share the same meaning.
A human is A member of the genus Homo and especially of the species H. sapiens. A human is a person. A human is a being that bears likeness to their Creator (Imago Dei). Finally, a human is defined from animals by acts of kindness. These are my findings during my ruminations in my desolate loneliness; they served to lessen my grief at realizing how different my conception was. Don’t I meet every requirement in this short list? Ahh-- I was made at the image of my creator and I hold life dear - every life, I would preserve it.
Thus, I hold a fierce belief that I am as human as everybody else and that the beginning of the spark of life did not set any me apart of the rest of the creatures that populate this wide world and are birthed by women. I weep when I sorrow oppresses my heart and laugh when mirth lightens my soul. A soul… I wonder if I posses one. Another uncertainty appears in my curious mind when I overcame my previous fear, and one I wouldn’t decipher for this is a question of faith and conviction is unseen. When I touch fire, I feel the flame burning my fingertips and I am subjected at inclemency of the season like all others. Should I be regarded as a creature, alien to every individual and abhorred by their cruelty?
I beg you to take my words at heart and ask yourselves what indeed are human beings?
My Creator thinks I am something remarkable, eternal and unique? All I want is to be unexceptional and be allowed to find a niche of peace in this world. I shall not raise protests against his desires, either. Thy Creator, Creature, be docile and obedient for him accepts me without fear.
(ooc; Been reading Frankenstein. Lilith as a more hopeful Creature. Less cheesy film, more book. Apologies for delayed tags, I'm still HMDing).
A human is A member of the genus Homo and especially of the species H. sapiens. A human is a person. A human is a being that bears likeness to their Creator (Imago Dei). Finally, a human is defined from animals by acts of kindness. These are my findings during my ruminations in my desolate loneliness; they served to lessen my grief at realizing how different my conception was. Don’t I meet every requirement in this short list? Ahh-- I was made at the image of my creator and I hold life dear - every life, I would preserve it.
Thus, I hold a fierce belief that I am as human as everybody else and that the beginning of the spark of life did not set any me apart of the rest of the creatures that populate this wide world and are birthed by women. I weep when I sorrow oppresses my heart and laugh when mirth lightens my soul. A soul… I wonder if I posses one. Another uncertainty appears in my curious mind when I overcame my previous fear, and one I wouldn’t decipher for this is a question of faith and conviction is unseen. When I touch fire, I feel the flame burning my fingertips and I am subjected at inclemency of the season like all others. Should I be regarded as a creature, alien to every individual and abhorred by their cruelty?
I beg you to take my words at heart and ask yourselves what indeed are human beings?
My Creator thinks I am something remarkable, eternal and unique? All I want is to be unexceptional and be allowed to find a niche of peace in this world. I shall not raise protests against his desires, either. Thy Creator, Creature, be docile and obedient for him accepts me without fear.
(ooc; Been reading Frankenstein. Lilith as a more hopeful Creature. Less cheesy film, more book. Apologies for delayed tags, I'm still HMDing).