Have you ever doubt your existence? I have to admit that since I noticed the change in lunar and solar activity (see previous post with pictures), I visited YouTube looking for videos of people who have experienced the same. A few of them were jokes and alien propaganda … but others seemed legitimate, and were only of people filming what they thought was wrong with the moon or sun from their perspective or points of reference (a building, a window …) This made me think a bit about my existence and what I think of it.
Here is how I see it. I need a purpose to exist, the mere organic existence just doesn’t do it for me; I mean, I do believe in a Creator of all (although not in the traditional religious sense) and I have searched for my purpose for the longest. It keeps me going through thick and thin. In addition, I like the concept of faith – whether it is faith in a God or Creator, Spirit, Soul, Science, Beauty, the Human Spirit, or the Universe or universal and natural order of things. The point is that I see purpose and faith in one of those above mentioned things closely related to our existence on the planet and the universe, whether you are an Atheist, Agnostic, a Christian, Muslim, Buddhist … you put your faith and purpose in something, even if you worship the Devil, you put your belief in something, and it gives you purpose to keep going in one direction.
Many of these videos talked about observations, theories, government conspiracy, a holographic moon, a fake moon, FEMA renting acres of land to store tons of coffins and aerial/terrestrial pictures and video of those … and other interesting stuff (as long as it was presented organized and in a serious way). The topic of seamonkeys popped in my mind. What if we were somebody’s seamonkeys? What if we were an experiment, an organic test …? What if our existence was a mere organic existence or one compared to a Truman Show existence? What if there was no real purpose?
I did not like were my brain was headed – no purpose? Then I asked myself how would I feel about this, if one day, I was told that there is nothing more than a tiny test terrarium called Earth and that it was all an interesting experiment, that evolution was just started to see how far it would all go, and that we created everything else, given a few cues here and there. I pondered this and I got my answer. Here is my answer to that possibility.
First, realizing that the concepts of faith, purpose, science or creator, spirituality, or universal order had been eliminated, I would be a very Pissed Human. I would be mad at everything around me, then would have considered most of my existence futile and useless. I would have no goals left, and I would crash for a while – my world, just as Truman’s world, would crash. After that, one amazing thing started to happen once the fireworks and anger subsided – I looked around me and saw all the beauty inside the terrarium/tank, all the friends and loved ones, and all the other seamonkeys around it. I saw the beauty that these creatures created out of nothing, out of a lie, and realized that all along, the faith and purpose, the creator, the science and the universe, was not outside the terrarium, but on the inside of every seamonkey on that terrarium called Earth. After that, the rest didn’t matter at all, there was no anger, and there were only possibilities, tons of possibilities, many of them outside the terrarium, others on the inside, and many others, tons of them, in a world with no limits, no constraints, and no boundaries.
And that is, my friends, the answer to my question.
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