Survival: I Am
Nature in her thoroughness and
attention to detail has equipped her
organisms for survival, at the very least
to live out the days quite singularly
allotted to them and she was particularly
generous with humankind, prescribing
the faculty of thought. We are aware
because we can think, we are able to
view our surroundings and our place
within them and introspection leads us
to knowledge. We are attendant on
the primal urge to procreate and in so
doing preserve ourselves. We are also
imprinted with the awareness of what
is good and what is not. No religious
devices crafted by man need apply in
this sphere intersecting knowledge and
emotion. Our survival instinct compels
us to strive that our genomes will
continue long after we have departed
completing that instinct's assigned
purpose. Yet another mystery of the
human condition arises when some
among us respond to the urgency of
obeying a deep-seated and rare call to
ensure that their very thoughts survive
and to that end construct for the avid
digestion of others a sacred text and
vision of a supreme being whose appeal
ensures a faithful throng's devotion
treasures the contrived thoughts of
that theist progenitor projecting it into
a future where it thrives, forevermore.
Friday, April 6, 2018
Labels:
Poetry
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