Precious

To me, there are no gods. This is precious information. Humans should not have to compose stories of being created in order to feel special. We should instead exalt in our species, because we exist. We should be proud, for all of the bad, for all of the good, for our past defeats and our future accomplishments. Why do we need to invent deities both terrible and omnipotent? Are we that desperate for the answers to our existence? That answer is within every one of us, in what we each discover in our lives that makes them worth living. Where humanity comes from, and why we exist, is not a mystery to be solved. We should revel in the joys that we obtain throughout life, instead of feeling inadequate because they are not ideal. Nothing is wrong with imperfection. It’s the only way that we, as individuals, can really shine.