How would you define life?
I’d say that a life is something that experiences the world through senses. That begs another question: Where is the line between clusters of sensory cells such as a jelly in the ocean and a being that truly experiences the universe? Furthermore, can we as advanced sensory-based beings really say what is life?
Elements, molecules, and atoms can’t learn chemistry, yet they organize themselves to make up the universe. Computers can’t code themselves, but they also can when given a little push. Where does the line of sentience begin and a impulsive-based existence end? These aren’t questions I can answer but I can point out some bullshit that comes about through them.
I’m an American. Our culture values lives fairly arbitrarily. Some people put humans above all other life in the universe. Some care more for their pets than anything else. Some care about the well-being of insects while others are quick to spray them with poison to bring about peace of mind for themselves. What bugs me is that people get on their high-horse about animal abuse when it comes to dogs or cats but don’t give a rat’s ass about anything else.
I am a FISH CARETAKER. YEAH BITCH.
I love my fish. You can see them in the blog header. I spend around 5 hours a week making sure they’re fed, their water is at the right level and temperature, the tank is clean, you get the point. I care a whole lot about those little fuckers. Yet, people decide their lives don’t matter to the point that they keep them in plastic bags at fairs and hand them out as fun prizes. Not just that but I’ve heard stories of Greek life in colleges using them as part of initiations. WHAT THE FUCK?! It’s unfathomable to me that people can see fish as just an ornament or something to play pranks with. Imagine forcing people to eat puppies as a prank or giving out kittens in claustrophobic boxes at carnivals. Yeah, you get where I’m coming from. Just because you don’t like fish or don’t see them as equal to other animals doesn’t make you right.
We make up rules for life. Less than 200 years ago we had it written in our constitution that some people were worth 3/5 of others. Even today I bet there’s some subhuman trash (see what I did there) who still think this. So don’t sit there flicking your boogers with instagram open on your phone in your other hand while you scroll through this post and saying into your screen ‘oh my god, anonymousdoob you’re full of shit’. I will cut you. With my words. You’re wrong. We simply make up what matters and what has value at any given moment in time.
So….shit where was I going with this post? I don’t know, just take a look in the mirror and realize everything you believe in is influenced by things you’ve heard, read, and seen. That doesn’t make any of it true. Expand your reality and try to have a little sympathy for that freezing spider just chilling on your windowsill. If it bites you, by all means, kill it, but don’t sit here saying it deserves to die for existing. You’re not God, asshole. Even if you were God I’d be God too and I’d smite you into the shadow realm. So yeah.
-DoobTube
