Mankind is an astounding innovation.
We procreate, we fill the Earth, we alter her skin. We send bits of her to other spheres, sometimes even riding along in little Earth bubbles, and back again.
We hold hammers and swing cities into existence. Show me one volcano that can do that.
Mankind can out-blast a volcano. Nukes. Out-sweet sugar cane. Aspartame. With paint we vie with flowers and macaws. The Sistine Chapel. Mankind is skilled in mimicry, driven by ego, helped by cunning, winged in dreams, and foiled by choice.
We do these miracles – for better or for worse – despite impossible odds. Such power deserves respect.
When you respect someone, you honor his appointment as drafted host to the awesome forces of nature that move through him.
We did not ask to be born. We were selected for the job of existing. Within our bodies course dozens of hormones each with its purpose, to each its designed agenda. With microscopic cells nature builds our bodies and conducts an endocrine symphony of autonomic functions and semi-conscious urges – including those that direct us to eat, sleep, screw, and defend.
To make matters more complex we are arranged in interdependent communities of humans within an interdependent ecology of plants, animals, minerals, and astronomical forces. How we deal with this system of urges and consequences determines how gracefully we behave.
It’s a hard job, existence. Yet here we are, transcending our limits daily and constantly bringing psychedelic dreams into the material world.
That is why I respect any individual who chooses to live, and why you should respect him too.