I believe in the anomaly that is life.
I believe in the electric current that runs through our bodies, once a second, told by the vivid plotline titled The PQRST Curve. While the curve has become most significantly noted for its association with the ICU wing and critical conditions, it more accurately represents the fantasy and complexity of life. That self-sustainable spark is quite literally the “spark of life,” and some how manages to generate everything around us.
I believe in the physical and mental connection that spurs the ability to will oneself to do. Every organism with a mind can make its body act in response to its mind. Every organism with a mind can entertain science in what seems to be the most defiant of ways – by controlling the muscle fibers that define it. The most powerfully inspiring and enigmatic aspect of the whole show is that we are all just its. Its – things – can just write science. Even plants display the ever-changing ability to act and react. Science is written and rewritten based on the ability of animals and plants, continuing to surprise.
I believe in the fantasy of the two million to 100 million species of life – such an unsettled number because of its puzzling ability to hide – all deriving from the breathless, mindless elements that once reigned, floating without souls or thoughts. The slow and unpredictable process that defines the seamless course of evolution, which brought the world to what it is and has today – that I can believe in. I believe in the vast exterior differences between all animals. But more so, I trust in the incredible genetic similarity between all organisms. More shocking is the similarity between all mammals, and most breathtaking is the 98-99% of man that is also chimpanzee.
I believe in emotions and thoughts as a series of neurochemicals. I question if an individual’s genetic structure is the reason for his or her thoughts – is a philosopher’s specific philosophies dependent on his or her physical make up? I believe in the answer to that question. We are nothing more than what the textbooks tell us, but with the unexplainably defined powers to obtain so much more than just that.
I believe in the unscientific naturalness of creation. Life always seems to lend itself to making. Oxygen, Carbon dioxide, offspring, packs, homes, niches, rules, music, art, laws, literature. All perplexingly produced by organic science. Life develops order – the hierarchy of individuals within populations, populations within communities, communities within regions, regions within the world.
I believe in the biblical mysticism of science. The way atoms and molecules form to synchronize their movements and collaborate in the grand production of life – that, over undocumented Immaculate Conception, is miraculous.