SpatiallyAware
Lifer
It's amazing how drastically our viewpoints can change as we age. One distinct thing I've realized is that over the past few years, I find it more difficult to accept that we developed into such intelligent beings with absolutely no intervention.
I grew up essentially as an atheist. My parents went to church; I went as well, but once I became about 11 or 12 years old I realized that it just wasn't for me. I read up on different religions and the theories behind them, and decided religion was most likely simply designed to manipulate people way back when.
As I grew older, it dawned on me that many (most) people actually need religion. They need to be told right and wrong, and need to be able to look towards something after death.
..As I grew even older, it dawned on me that many religions have many odd senses of truth in them. It became easier for me to open up to the idea that the origins of religion were quite possibly created with honest, or even accurate assumptions.
However, one thing that has really stuck with me as of late is how incredibly rare our planet is. When I was younger, it was easy to accept that we are merely highly developed organisms that evolved on our own. However, we have now searched vast areas of our universe (and yes, of course, most of it has not been looked at) without finding anything even remotely similar to our solar system let alone our planet. I believe it was michio kaku who calculated the statistics behind us being a random event, and concluded it was statistically similar to a tornado hitting a junkyard and leaving behind a fully-fueled 747 ready for takeoff.
There are many failed 'attempts', but this is the only planet that is such a perfect distance from the sun, with the exact correct orbit angles, which had a moon perfectly impacted to allow for our amazingly perfect seasons. I find this an absolutely mind boggling coincidence.
On some level I'm searching for a new way to look at things. It's becoming tough for me to step back and look at us, as a species, and not feel like we're part of something much larger.
Why do you think we exist? I'm truly starting to consider the possibility that our universe was 'popped' in an attempt to create planets like ours, which would allow for intelligent life to grow on its own. It simply seems more likely to me than us being this 100% random thing, that just so happened to create such beautiful and intelligent beings.
I grew up essentially as an atheist. My parents went to church; I went as well, but once I became about 11 or 12 years old I realized that it just wasn't for me. I read up on different religions and the theories behind them, and decided religion was most likely simply designed to manipulate people way back when.
As I grew older, it dawned on me that many (most) people actually need religion. They need to be told right and wrong, and need to be able to look towards something after death.
..As I grew even older, it dawned on me that many religions have many odd senses of truth in them. It became easier for me to open up to the idea that the origins of religion were quite possibly created with honest, or even accurate assumptions.
However, one thing that has really stuck with me as of late is how incredibly rare our planet is. When I was younger, it was easy to accept that we are merely highly developed organisms that evolved on our own. However, we have now searched vast areas of our universe (and yes, of course, most of it has not been looked at) without finding anything even remotely similar to our solar system let alone our planet. I believe it was michio kaku who calculated the statistics behind us being a random event, and concluded it was statistically similar to a tornado hitting a junkyard and leaving behind a fully-fueled 747 ready for takeoff.
There are many failed 'attempts', but this is the only planet that is such a perfect distance from the sun, with the exact correct orbit angles, which had a moon perfectly impacted to allow for our amazingly perfect seasons. I find this an absolutely mind boggling coincidence.
On some level I'm searching for a new way to look at things. It's becoming tough for me to step back and look at us, as a species, and not feel like we're part of something much larger.
Why do you think we exist? I'm truly starting to consider the possibility that our universe was 'popped' in an attempt to create planets like ours, which would allow for intelligent life to grow on its own. It simply seems more likely to me than us being this 100% random thing, that just so happened to create such beautiful and intelligent beings.
