Is it the journey that matters? That is what many people believe. But, in learning to appreciate the journey, how does one feel fulfilled enough to continue?
In the last few years, I have made colossal strides toward achieving… something. My dream? My goals? Happiness? I don’t really know. I picked a path and I have been clearing brush from it as I go.
Examples or GTFO:
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Warning: This is *graphic* storytelling.
I was listening to auto-tuned scientists at Symphony of Science and something occurred to me: while faith seems to have been a notion conceived to easily answer the question of what our place is in the universe, that answer has changed considerably, yet still carries the same moniker.
I shall explain, since that sentence was ill-conceived and verbose.
Taking the Bible as an example, man sits at the highest point in a hierarchy of earthly beings. He is to act as master and custodian for the planet, an edict handed down by God Himself. In an unforgiving and vast universe, to be the ruler of the only place we can currently visit is a strong enough argument to forget the question altogether. And so faith allows us to avoid dwelling in that uncertainty.
But faith (again, using the Bible as example) also teaches us that in our mastery over this world, we should be humble and uncovetous. Because among the other 6 billion masters, our place is not clear. Yes, we are to be equals, but how to settle differences? Men rule earth, but who rules men? God, I suppose, but in such a hands-off way, that we simply have to have societies to avoid constant argument over proper behavior.
Argh. I had this great thought this morning, but I’ve lost it now. It revolved around using faith to elevate man above insignificance, but in modern times being used to show how man should always be deferent to a higher authority, whether that’s God or simply the men who are smart enough to use the concept of God to confuse the simple-minded.
I thought I had it all worked out how terrorism is actually the result of this, but then I had to go and WORK and mess it all up.
Still, it got me writing again, which I suppose is worth it. I will not edit this, this time.
