And I am not frightened of dying. Any time will do; I don't mind.
Why should I be frightened of dying? There's no reason for it—you've gotta go sometime.
I never said I was frightened of dying.

Monday 2 August 2010

Blah...

I am not having a good day today. I feel all funny and not myself. As if somebody has stuffed a load of those fluffy cotton wool balls into my cranial cavity, after removing my brain.

My memory is terrible, I am miserable, intolerant, snappy and dazed. I ache all over and feel drowsy and just YUCK!

POOR LITTLE EMILY!


Friday 16 July 2010

Life, The Universe and Everything...


So today, I saw a picture of universes beyond our own, and it got me to thinking about the universes, and impossible questions. I always wonder about life on other planets, and what 'life' actually means. I can't understand how anybody can say definitively that there is no life anywhere but Earth. What is life? Just because we see living as breathing in oxygen and out carbon dioxide, eating, drinking and so forth, doesn't mean that nothing else is alive. Just means it needs different things to live. How do we know that on different planets, there is no life? This is an assumption based on our living conditions. This, to me, shows just how many design flaws humans have.

Everything that we do is powered by our brain. Every thought we have has to make sense to us, even if it can't be explained to anybody else. Try, if you will, to imagine 'nothing'. You can't, because nothing doesn't exist. It isn't black, white or anything. It isn't there, and it is impossible to imagine. I think trying to imagine other things being alive is a bit like that. When I try to imagine a rock being alive, I see it moving, because I am alive, and I move, but that doesn't necessarily prove a thing.

The 'nothing' subject leads to a question which most people have asked themselves. How did we get here? How did this, and every other, universe come to exist? There will always be the argument of God vs science, even if definitive proof came to light on either subject. Did God do it, or did science? Divine creation, or the big bang? I, myself, like to take the scientific approach, but believers in God always ask me the same question when I tell them I believe whole-heartedly in the latter of the two theories. Before the universes, there was nothing, and if there was nothing, what banged to make all this? Good question... Baffling. However, I always wonder how it is harder to believe that there was some major chemical explosion, than a giant man, with a big beard sitting in the sky, creating controlling everyone and everything.

I ask them about other universes, and whether they are willing to accept the possibility that there may be another planet, much like Earth, in a galaxy far, far away. I always get the same answer. No. There is one God, and we should think ourselves lucky that we are living because of 'Him'. I am not so sure.

This is my theory. We are born from an accident. My response to anything Godly, is that if there is a God, and He gave us knowledge, and has the almighty power, then He was the one that gave us the almighty power to doubt Him, and ask ourselves and others questions, to which we cannot figure out the answer, as well as providing us with some good old scientific evidence to back up the fact that he doesn't exist, which is an almighty silly thing to do when you have control over everyone's minds.

So, to sum up this boring essay; I sarcastically thank you, God, for burdening us with enough confusion and baffled thought to prove you don't exist.

Good day.