I don't like writing the first entry in a blog. I feel compelled to explain my life in detail and go on and on about every interest and minute character quality or flaw. If you found this, you were either looking, or you know me. So on we go.
I'm not new to blogging. I have another blog that is enormous where I rant and vent and constantly over analyze EVERYTHING. (Okay, so I will point out my own character flaws. But this is my blog, so, meh.) I have a lot going on in my life and I feel like even though I would love to tackle the challenges I face, I'm sort of crippled in my environment and resources. Sure, I'm not handicapped. I'm college educated. I have family. Sometimes, that's still not enough. For me, it's like trying to write a paper without using the letter 'e'.
I find that I am unhappy with humanity. We're such base creatures. We can build on our technology, learn more and more about the elements of our existence, theorize, philosophize, categorize. But deep down...we're still animals. That's depressing. If there is a choice to be made with no consequences, we will always choose the tangible over those phenomena that are abstract. Things like love and altruism can be reduced to mere chemical reactions in the brain due to neurotransmitters and peptides. But what triggers these reactions? Something is said or done or is or was in the concrete world outside the box that is our brain. It happened or is happening or exists! That cannot be ignored in the sterile equation of science.
Why are we who we are? Why do we do what we do? Why do we like what we like? What makes a human being so intricately different than any other human being?
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