Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Questioning the Questioning of Life

This post is really more for my own musings than anything else. Over time, everyone has asked the question of “why are we here”, “what’s the purpose of humanity”, “why do bad things happen to good people”, etc. Recently, I have come to believe, despite my nature to question everything, that perhaps these questions don’t matter.

In a sense I am starting to wonder if spending time pondering such questions is at all fruitful for any of us. Would the answer really matter in the end? I don’t think so, because even if we knew the answer to the question, whether it be that God put us here, or that some freak accident in space happened, it wouldn’t change the fact that we are here. Maybe the answer would help us make sense of it all, but would it really make things all that easier? There would still be death, war, sickness, poverty, and all host of things that we deal with on a daily basis.

But, let’s assume for the purpose of this discussion, that we knew beyond a shadow of doubt why the humanity existed. How would our world be more different? Does anyone really think that beholding the answer would change human nature? Maybe it would, but in the end everyone would still have to live their lives, whether it was believing in the spiritual or science. I guess for me, life moves on, and perhaps the fact that we know the difference between life and death is what makes us human.


Maybe this isn’t a new way of thinking, but I would venture a guess that a fear of “not being” motivates us more than trying to answer any of the above questions.