It’s hard for me to fathom causality sometimes. There are those who say (determinists) that the laws of the universe can lead to only one course of events, which is as plausible a belief as god. But that’s not what I want to talk about. Freewill, that’s what’s on my mind. I don’t understand why, people chose to kill when they have the choice not to. Why do people romanticize war? How can someone become so deranged to blow themselves up? We have the capacity to treat everyone with compassion, but instead we choose this imperfection, glaring as it is. Are we afraid of failure, afraid of trying to make the world a better place? Does the knowledge that we will never reach Utopia, that we will inevitably fall short of our ideals, drive us to nihilistic passions in the absurd hope that something better waits for us on the other side? Maybe we’re just all insane and a little bit of medicine is all we need.
I'm just a monkey sitting here beating my head instead of my sistren and brethren. How can I convince them to do the same, to throw the detonator off the ferry? Such stubborn brutes we all are! We'd rather persist in our delusions than to evolve. With the advances in medicine and the changes in society, might we be turning back evolution?
P.S. 'twas sitting behind the set and a bat flew by.
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