EDIM 9 - Deeper
There is to much to a human for the universe to be empty. Emotions, dreams, ambitions. However much we might fake simplicity and dullness on the outside, it's not true. How can one say that humans have a spirit and animals do not? Animals are shallow: heat, food, reproduction, idle free time. That's somewhat close-minded and perhaps to targeted at the example of house cats, but it can't be expanded all that much. Conversely, humans have an insufferable eternity of ego problems, relational hiccups, idolatry, circular logic, bull-headed swaggerific thoughtlessness, enraptured dreaming, cantankerous affinity's for randomosity, sincere folly, on and on times a big lotta times.
No matter the day, I cannot honestly think on the dullest, most dreary, utterly uninteresting, or disagreeable person I happen to have come into contact with, and think, "there is nothing to them". I must admit that some people really do seem quite empty, or perhaps it would more appropriately be called simple, but after really drilling, people are people. The subjects that concern me concern someone else too, the things I hate someone else loathes just as strongly, the things I love someone else is blissfully in love with too. We are each unique, but we are all people.
We are each unique, but we are all the same humanity, capable of experiencing the same things in varying degrees. Vague point being that whatever it is you're going through is not unique. There may be no one around that understands you, but there sure are plenty around the world who feel very nearly the same, with no one around who understands. Another human, regardless of whether they understand you, is not the solution, barely sufficing as an ointment to a wound or an appeasement for rage.
Humans can go deep, much more than a furry animal. Especially excluding any of the kind capable of snuggling with you, even those are shallow. Humans have depth, which seems to be the best description of them without resorting to the obvious conclusion, that humans have a soul, a spirit.
How can that jagged difference become glossed over? At what time did I graduate from monkey-hood to me? Something as non-physically complicated as you and I does not simply happen, if it were at all possible for such animals in physical complication to happen. The one species "human" is distinctly different from the millions of others, in that we are more than just physically in existence.
And as we are more than just physically in existence, we will more than just physical die, we need more than just physical purpose, we have more than just physical need, we understand on more than just a physical level, and the solution for our problems cannot be found amongst the problems themselves.
That's all I've got for tonight, inconclusive though it may be.
No matter the day, I cannot honestly think on the dullest, most dreary, utterly uninteresting, or disagreeable person I happen to have come into contact with, and think, "there is nothing to them". I must admit that some people really do seem quite empty, or perhaps it would more appropriately be called simple, but after really drilling, people are people. The subjects that concern me concern someone else too, the things I hate someone else loathes just as strongly, the things I love someone else is blissfully in love with too. We are each unique, but we are all people.
We are each unique, but we are all the same humanity, capable of experiencing the same things in varying degrees. Vague point being that whatever it is you're going through is not unique. There may be no one around that understands you, but there sure are plenty around the world who feel very nearly the same, with no one around who understands. Another human, regardless of whether they understand you, is not the solution, barely sufficing as an ointment to a wound or an appeasement for rage.
Humans can go deep, much more than a furry animal. Especially excluding any of the kind capable of snuggling with you, even those are shallow. Humans have depth, which seems to be the best description of them without resorting to the obvious conclusion, that humans have a soul, a spirit.
How can that jagged difference become glossed over? At what time did I graduate from monkey-hood to me? Something as non-physically complicated as you and I does not simply happen, if it were at all possible for such animals in physical complication to happen. The one species "human" is distinctly different from the millions of others, in that we are more than just physically in existence.
And as we are more than just physically in existence, we will more than just physical die, we need more than just physical purpose, we have more than just physical need, we understand on more than just a physical level, and the solution for our problems cannot be found amongst the problems themselves.
That's all I've got for tonight, inconclusive though it may be.
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