Well, we are not special, I can tell you that. We are a miserable grain of sand inside an indifferent and vast Universe. There is no such thing as a
god (IMHO) and even if there was, what makes us believe that it will even care about us? Human folly!
But even though we are tiny and insignificant, we are not that bad either. Hey, life is short! Why should we waste it away with our banal fights and
riots? The only thing we all can be certain of is the reality of Death, and once death arrives thereís no way to be certain of what lays ahead. Some
of us believe there is nothing but oblivion, others believe in a Heavenly Paradise, itís all fine and well.
In the end, some just want to feel more comfortable inside this unstable UniverseÖ it is just natural. Thatís the why of religion, mystical beliefs
and even governments. We humans look for stability, order and symmetry so thatís why we create this institutions and beliefs.
Toltec, you say the following:
"life is not random but rather the result of physics. That life exists is for a reason, this reason related to existence on the cosmological scale.
That is not quite true. The reason why our physical laws are the way they are is due the initial conditions of the singularity from which our Universe
sprang. Had these conditions been a little bit different, stars would age faster and rocky planets would never harbor life, etc.
These conditions were random.
Therefore, life is a random event.
Life exists here because this planet meets the necessary conditions to bring up life, building it up on the laws of the Universe; if these conditions
are repeated somewhere else life MIGHT emerge; we most consider other variables, like for example solar radiation, ratio of impact from space debris,
and even the life's capacity for self destruction.
On the other hand, maybe there are more variables for the emergence of life... who knows.
If life is a random event there is no reason for life to exist. Conscious life creates its own reason to be. Looking for our reason to be as a sign in
the stars is a waste of time, for we make our futures and thus we make our reasons to be.
[Edited on 9-12-2002 by Magna_Machina]