2. "It seems to me to be the greatest contridiction of man, if there really is nothing more, nothing greater, no such thing as destiny, then why do we desire it so badly?"- That's a huge question- if we really are just here on accident, for no purpose at all, why do we work so hard to survive? Why do so many people suffer through each day and continue on living, even though life brings them pain? We were built with a desire to create and to love and to do something with our lives...but who or what gave us that desire?

I find it impossible to accept the idea that we just landed here, the result of a series of random events and chemical reactions. I can accept the idea of evolution and all that scientific stuff, but I also think there's got to be a Creator behind it all, and a greater purpose for which we all live. I think that each of us is here for a specific reason and it's up to us to figure out what that reason is.
Of course, that's just what I think.

I see where you're coming from, but on the subject of the cause for a Creator: for centuries, we knew nothing about the systems that kept the organisms of Earth alive...it was just too big and complex for us to imagine. Isn't it also possible to imagine that maybe the Creator of Earth is too big for us to see a cause?

Keeping things simple is a nice idea, but as far as I can see, life just doesn't work that way. Just look any living thing...or the Earth as a whole. Even surviving, as simple as it might sound, can be a very complex process. So I don't see how the creation of Earth could be kept "simple".

If you break a watch into individual pieces and stick it in a box, you can shake it around for as long as you want and you'll never get a whole watch again.

A junkyard contains all the bits and pieces of a Boeing 747, dismembered and in disarray. A whirlwind happens to blow through the yard. What is the chance that after its passage a fully assembled 747, ready to fly, will be found standing there? So small as to be negligible, even if a tornado were to blow through enough junkyards to fill the whole Universe.

The first point is the most important. The tornado in the junkyard is an example of an intricate, complex and highly organized form being produced by nothing more than random chance. But evolution is not chance. (See this article for more on this.) Rather, it operates according to a fixed law - the law of natural selection - which favors some assemblages over others; it preferentially selects for those adaptations which improve fitness and selects against those that do not. The tornado, by contrast, slams parts together and tears them apart with no preference whatsoever, thus completely failing to represent natural selection, the central force which drives evolution. To more accurately represent evolution, one would have to grant the tornado some power to recognize assemblages of parts which could serve as part of a 747 and prevent it from tearing them apart.

Second, the tornado analogy is an example of single-step selection - in one step, it goes from a random pile of parts to a fully assembled airliner. This is completely unlike evolution, which operates according to a process of cumulative selection - complex results that are built up gradually, in a repetitive process guided at each step by selective forces. To more accurately represent evolution, the tornado could be sent through the junkyard not once, but thousands or millions of times, at each step preserving chance assemblages of parts that could make up a jumbo jet.

Likewise, how could a bunch of chemicals and random matter come together to create Earth without any cause? And where did those chemicals and materials come from in the first place? And what caused the Big Bang? Even if you don't believe in a god creating the earth within days or weeks, isn't it possible that there might be a Creator who created the Universe by means of the Big Bang?

You ever wonder if there really is more to this life? I have to admit, if there isn't then I'm rather dissapointed.

Every now and then for the briefest moment I'm filled with emotions that would make me feel like there is something greater out there, but they are so quickly robbed from me I can't put any faith in them. Sometimes, actually most of the time I find myself rather convinced the atheists are right, in that you live, you die, thats the end and don't cry. People tell me otherwise, and then in there own darkness doubt it themselves. In the metiphorical night I think we all doubt it, and when despair touches us we know not what to do, so we run to what ever hope we can grab hold of, disregarding logic in the desire to stop feeling such pain.

People talk of happiness, and I don't think they know what it is. I think it was best put by whoever said "Ask yourself if you are happy, and you cease to be so". Basiclly thats saying that only through ignorence can happiness be attained. But if happiness is what it seems to be, nothing more then chemicals, it seems rather odd that despair ever enters our heart. If there is no point, no greater purpose and reward, then why would anyone give a fuck that there isn't? If we truly are just living to die then why would we ever desire anything greater?

It seems to me to be the greatest contridiction of man, if there really is nothing more, nothing greater, no such thing as destiny, then why do we desire it so badly?

It seems almost to contridict evolution itself, as the suicide rate continues to increase due to the despair caused by our desire for more than what is.

Maybe I'm just to stupid to understand, maybe I'm cursed to have to deal with the fact that my reach is much further then my grasp mentally speaking. I just wish I knew. I wish I knew that if I could just walk the hard path a little longer, I will will meet up with my destiny along the way.

If there is no point, no greater purpose and reward, then why would anyone give a fuck that there isn't? If we truly are just living to die then why would we ever desire anything greater? It seems to me to be the greatest contridiction of man, if there really is nothing more, nothing greater, no such thing as destiny, then why do we desire it so badly? It seems almost to contridict evolution itself, as the suicide rate continues to increase due to the despair caused by our desire for more than what is.

2. "It seems to me to be the greatest contridiction of man, if there really is nothing more, nothing greater, no such thing as destiny, then why do we desire it so badly?"- That's a huge question- if we really are just here on accident, for no purpose at all, why do we work so hard to survive? Why do so many people suffer through each day and continue on living, even though life brings them pain? We were built with a desire to create and to love and to do something with our lives...but who or what gave us that desire?

1."if happiness is what it seems to be, nothing more then chemicals, it seems rather odd that despair ever enters our heart."- that's a question I've often asked. If we're nothing but sacks of chemicals and flesh, then how can our feelings be so strong? If life is essentially an "accident", then why do we love so deeply or feel such pain? It just doesn't make sense to me.

humans are animals