The Warmth I Feel Beside Me...

So lately, since I began to think more about this idea that people have in their minds that we are protected by some higher entity, God or not, I have realized that there seems to be no satisfaction left in the idea that we are natural, organic beings. We claim to be different from animals and other species, because of this one faculty called rationality and our ability because of it to dominate over them, but our inability to control our passion, raw emotion and desire, proves otherwise. Yes, here I am taking one vice and claiming that it makes us who we are. I think we are a little too hasty in claiming that we are different from the creatures we premeditate our differences out of. I am not condoning killing other humans, as animals do - kill each other, that would be barbaric, but I am saying that it does happen. We claim that this is a defect in the brain and that the "good" people are the ones that are civilized. Is civility then a product of suppression of raw emotion? Or is it that of self-control? And, when does this self-control get you no where?
In order that we understand who WE are, who I am, and what the HUMAN BEINGS as a species' role is in the world, we have to look to other beings, deconstruct their mental conditioning, their thoughts, their actions, their manners of being and their place in the world. This might as well be the project of biology, anthropology and a definitive applicability of the laws of physics. We are past the survival stage... the one where we could just as well be considered animals. But, are we? We shove and push it down our own throats that we are "better than that", but are we? Because, really, we do have multiple sex partners, follow the theory of the "survival of the fittest" and continue to criticize the poor for the inability to keep it in their pants or for their lack of education. The contradiction that we live under is that we (as privileged folk) live like we do because we have no worry of the next meal. Had we had to worry about the next grain of rice, some crazy individuals stealing our daughters to sell them off to prostitution (be it our husbands or other male authority figures, or ourselves out of desperation), other crazy individuals or animals feeding off of our food, our bodies, or worrying about the next wave of disease, we wouldn't have the time nor the moments to think about our lives, to think about the complex ways the world works. We would just be, just those animals, living just like them, which, lest we forget, 70% of the world's human population is conditioned to live under.
So, I ask myself, as organic creatures, ought we to give up our so called progress in terms of technology? The mechanisms, artificial, that we have created that help us KNOW more... without the practical forbearing on our mentality. No reality, just virtual reality.

That's all for now.
XOX