Maksutov wrote:Yes, I've seen people die. I've held them in my arms in their final moments. But it had nothing to do with God or a life beyond. It was a person dying whom I loved. I couldn't stop it, I didn't want it, but my reaction was not to suddenly believe in things I knew to be impossible. My reaction was to hurt and grieve. And then to comfort those around me who also hurt and grieved.
I accept that I have a beginning and an ending. I don't have to like it. But it makes sense, and I am not so special that I need to occupy eternal space in the universe. I exist on a finite planet that can't sustain my old ass forever. So at some point I need to die and make room for someone else. That's how I got here and how the next generation will, too. We won't mind being dead. You'll never know a moment in which you're not alive. It's the worry about it beforehand that stresses people. And much of it is unnecessary.
The funny thing about reality is that it really is perspective. What we see isn't so much about what is, but rather who we are.
You see yourself as with a beginning, but I don't see it. My hope, my fear, and my hate are more of my father and mother than myself. My likes and dislikes are strongly genetic, having developed over thousands of years, maybe millions. I am the baton carrier in a race, and that race is part of who I am and I am part of it. The race didn't start or end with me.
I know that I am a segment of the race, but I am part of it. I plan to hand the baton to my child, not with the feeling that my part is done, just that my feet won't run anymore.
What "science" promotes is an isolated view of who we are, that we are islands, alone and adrift. I am the whole human race. We believe that 98.8% of DNA is junk, non-coding stuff. That could be true, or. . . . could it really be something that we just haven't decoded yet, something we haven't considered?
I don't know, but . . . . . . 98.8% of the information of the most incredible storage technology known to man remains a mystery. What are the odds that it holds something cool? Sure, we can say, "none, it's junk." But I don't believe it. When I don't know something, I'm willing to admit that I don't know. But, that everything we understand about life can be coded into 1.2% of DNA tells me there is a LOT of room to hide some cool mysteries in. We first started investigating magnetism 500 years ago and just last year they were announcing new and amazing discoveries about it. Why would we honestly assume that we understand everything about DNA in just the few years since its discovery? Every year something new and unexpected comes out. Like, did you hear that DNA experts now believe that red hair may have came from the Neanderthal that we previously assumed breed out?
My point is, life is more about what we look for than a fixed set of facts. You can say that you don't believe in life after death because you look at the truth. I can say I do believe for the same reasons, I look at the truth? But who is right? You? Because your theory is more depressing? Or me? Because I can see that sometimes children are born knowing more than they should, as if they had lived before. Even if a soul isn't reborn, sometimes children have uncanny memories of someone else's life. Do the information get transferred via some hidden mechanism in the subconsciousness and DNA, or does a soul actually reembody?
It's easy to dismiss things if you require evidence for everything. I don't. I'm willing to question and wonder without hard evidence. I've seen half dozen loved call out for a loved ones as they passed away, as if they could see someone they knew. I know there are dozens of scientific theories that explain it is just activity of a dying brain to recall memories of loved ones. But there is also the possibility that there is another side of life, that we go to when we die. It's one of those things some of us claim to see, but because we cannot prove, it is dismissed.
I really did try to be atheist for a little bit, but might as well have tried to cut my own hand off. I am definitely TBM.