I posted something of this in another thread in a stream of thought, but it's something that has been floating around in me for a while that I am coming to terms with.
Nature is cruel. It is more cruel than loving. All physically manifest form is put at greater chance of cruelty than of love.
So many people born into uncircumstantial positions in life. So many animals or beings being consumed trampled and stomped by others. So many good people who fall to depression or some mental illness disallowing them to ever find true love and procreate, or settling for something less than their full potential.
It seems the game of nature is to break us down. The goddess, mother nature, is a bitch. She does not want to be permitting and uplifting. She only wants the best. You can chalk up evil to things like the greed of humans, but the desires of humans are extensions of the earth just the same, the desire of man to build an army and genocide a race is as naturally occurring phenomena as the growing of a tree. As one species of plant being overcrowded and outgrown by another species of plant, starving it of light. Nature is pitiless.
The motherly supportive aspect of natural process is simply to strengthen an entity enough to hurl it into chaos to test if it's worthy of further life. It is divinely motherly and evil simultaneously.
I have always liked to think the cruelty is unnecessary, we have evolved beyond that, that we need to evolve beyond it. But do we? Are we? Certainly the people who navigated the maze of cruelty seem more passive in desire for change, they are 'chosen' ones of the natures cruel process to weed out the inadequate. Is the desire for change simply a coping mechanism of those coming to terms with inadequacy and the fact mother nature is essentially filtering them out of existence, to recycle their energy to something more capable? Or is the necessity for cruelty really diminishing? Are we really getting to the point as a race where we could transcend it?
Nature is cruel. It is more cruel than loving. All physically manifest form is put at greater chance of cruelty than of love.
So many people born into uncircumstantial positions in life. So many animals or beings being consumed trampled and stomped by others. So many good people who fall to depression or some mental illness disallowing them to ever find true love and procreate, or settling for something less than their full potential.
It seems the game of nature is to break us down. The goddess, mother nature, is a bitch. She does not want to be permitting and uplifting. She only wants the best. You can chalk up evil to things like the greed of humans, but the desires of humans are extensions of the earth just the same, the desire of man to build an army and genocide a race is as naturally occurring phenomena as the growing of a tree. As one species of plant being overcrowded and outgrown by another species of plant, starving it of light. Nature is pitiless.
The motherly supportive aspect of natural process is simply to strengthen an entity enough to hurl it into chaos to test if it's worthy of further life. It is divinely motherly and evil simultaneously.
I have always liked to think the cruelty is unnecessary, we have evolved beyond that, that we need to evolve beyond it. But do we? Are we? Certainly the people who navigated the maze of cruelty seem more passive in desire for change, they are 'chosen' ones of the natures cruel process to weed out the inadequate. Is the desire for change simply a coping mechanism of those coming to terms with inadequacy and the fact mother nature is essentially filtering them out of existence, to recycle their energy to something more capable? Or is the necessity for cruelty really diminishing? Are we really getting to the point as a race where we could transcend it?