Consider the human body.
Apart from its little aches and pains, what an extrordinary well-oiled piece of machinery to suddenly crop up out of nowhere.
Well not quite 'suddenly', Opposoble thumbs took their time to kick into the equation,
but otherwise quite a miraculous concoction that mere probability wud never force ante on.
The exquisite curvature of the spine which appears to pocket itself lovingly into our necessary home delivered goods from DFS.
The dexterous array of five digits that has cleverly evolved to meet our recent requirements of grasping the new born spork.
Genatalia neatly parcelled away from sight in order to feed our modern taboos.
Yup, quite a remarkable construction.
So how can something almost this premeditated occur by chance?
Consider if you will, our planet.
With its wide rolling blue oceans, rocky mountainous terrain, calming green painted hillsides,
(initially) abundant fossil fuels, perfectly permutated quartet of season, and y'know ~ Pokemon.
We might aswell ask 'How can a well-oiled Planet like ours, almost this premeditated, crop up out of all probability?'
Consider the night sky.
Millions of twinkley pin points designed merely for us to dine under.
We look up at the night sky, quietly fascinated by the stars, inventing names for them, even trading them on the stock exchange.
Our problem, albeit an optimistic one at that, is that we centre on the wonderfulness of creation.
And this is to be expected, since a single glimmer from a distant planet in a darkened void will alone catch our attention.
But what about the void?
If the night sky was made up from a pure white light, with just a single disturbing black anti-twinkle in the center,
we would no doubt bask in the resplendence of such a murky dark freckle.
By our very nature, we focus on the unusual, the irregularities, that which strays from the norm, and then we examine and analyse it.
Whilst poor lonely Norm, has so much more to offer.
Whistling irregularities.
You may well answer no to this little querie,
So instead of the usual fascination given to pretty twinkles in the sky,
Just like the perfect matching socks that didn't get chosen,
But have you ever read a magazine, and the newsreader on TV mentions the exact same word that you just read?
" OOoo-er, " __ You exclaim, __ " I just read that word ! "
How about you whistle a song as you walk home, only to find it played on the radio when u get in?
Each are significant breaks from the norm which grasp our attention.
Rainbow Amoeba
I ask you to engage yourself on the blackness,
the lack, the nothingness,
the absolute oblivion.
Given that space is infinite, or at least a fucking big place,
then by comparison, the vast amount of stars, comets, dustclouds etc, becomes remarkably unremarkable.
You are sitting besides a quiet village lane, not very busy,
and you wait to monitor the colours of cars that will pass by in an hour.
If 30 cars pass by, would you be shocked to find a red car to be one of them?
Not really. After all Red is pretty common.
How about a black taxi cab? Well again, it is reasonably likely.
Now, would you be surprised to witness a rainbow striped Mini passing by?
Certainly.
On a quiet side road with 30 cars an hour, yep it is unlikely.
Next sit by a busy motorway, for 800,000 years.
Would the same rainbow striped Mini be of shock over this length of observation?
I doubt. It's reasonably probable given heavy traffic and such a long endured experiment.
Relate this to your Void above.
A near infinite universe, masses and masses of darkness, stretching aeons back into time.
Its pretty likely to find at least one or two inhabitable rocks within.
And these rocks, each with their own laborious long-spelled histories,
over time should ferment quite well in order to sprout a few insignificant amoeba.
And as boy amoeba meets girl amoeba under a glimmering moon, they kiss, cuddle, gestate, and all hell breaks loose.
After fast forwarding several millenia, some amoeba get bored with their everyday pulsating, and decide to sprout things.
Enter Evoloution.
Freshly created entities begin to collonise the rock.
This too is quite probable.
In a near infinite universe, a substantial number of entities are expected to develop.
Some wont make it, well not for long anyway.
Its likely that many will attempt to adapt to their environment
by sprouting extra limbs, growing the odd extra eyeball,
creating a further Sense, only to discover that throughout their evoloution
they just happened to forget to
self-install a bodily fluid excavation orifice, and so within time, they die out.
Just like shaking a box of 500 different colored socks,
sneakily adding an extra Green one,
then expecting to instantly pull out a perfect pair,
the existence of biological entities reshaping, readapting, re-evolving, and actually suceeding to the level of intelligence
to be able to look up at the night sky and ask " why are we here ? "
is considerably unlikely,
but in a near infinite universe, quite probable.
In conclusion.
just like the rainbow Mini which never set wheels on the quite village lane,
just like the millions of times the newsreader uttered a completely different word to the one u just read,
the deformed tragic entities that never make it past the prototype conception can never ask " why are we here ? ".
We made it this far, therefore we can ask.
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Question : Why do we ask "WHY ARE WE HERE?" |
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Answer : Because we can ask it. |
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Question : WHY ARE WE HERE? |
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However if you do wish to nit-pick,
please remember you are merely meddling
with a 14 yr old boy
who was in desparate need of Bob Holness.
( than Q for reading 
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