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A Heathen Liturgy

why does universe whisper that there is no final destination? no matter how powerful, words a real universe cannot build a blue-green world held in tight thrall by a star and surrounding system we are made from the materials which our environment provides an existence spent orbiting source of our ability to be we are imperfect beings within a non-judgmental universe we carry the greatest power in this universe: evolution human evolution is built by humans not predestination this human tale of fear, genocide, heartbreak, evil and much progress as if different ways of being and thinking have no right to be accept it or not, we are all bound together in this existence human consciousness is a gift from evolution, not a burden the more we understand, more is capable of being understood if it does nothing to enhance existence, what then is its purpose? what meaning there is in existence, humanity must bring to it we may triumph over death by living life to its fullest extent does the value of being lie within improving human being? humans have evolved to become the top predator on this planet in world of constant battles, too often unable to pick our fights Why do groups claiming stakes in our well-being reap their profits from us? no need to climb up the mountain to discover what is just and right existence is precious, all else is a lesser consideration what strange beauty, contradiction and wonder, our universe contains through imagination we may discover that which does not exist humans can't separate themselves from being part of this universe we exist in a technicolor dream world clouded by confusion everything in universe is capable of a different states searching for truth and justice in darkness soon becomes its own virtue our universe needs no intermediaries to share its intent the point of being always is ours to determine and define will human willingness to become misled be our final downfall? what progress has wrought, our universe will one day render obsolete our universe does not favor, judge or guess, it reacts to conditions the meaning of being is ours to investigate and determine through the lightning of our load, we shall be able to travel faster may prayer be contemplation of our universe and place in it the true debt owed is our generation's debt to the human future

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