Sunday, May 13, 2007
Is There Truly a Soul?
A question that pops up very rarely in my mind, but one that I find both disturbing and intriguing: Is there really such a thing as a soul? The concept is unproveable, there is no real scientific evidence that suggest such a thing exists. And if it does exist.. what is it exactly? Some people believe it to be the pure esecence of the human being, while others believe it to be the life force that merely sparks the body into motion. Then there are those who choose to believe that the soul is merely a symbol, that all of those life sparks and spirtual feelings of enlightenment are all just linked into our biological structure. There are some rather convincing arguments, and it's really making me think about the subject.
When religion first started sprouting all around this great world of ours, people were trying to find an explanation to why they were here. And more importantly, why do they have the emotions that they do. Emotions that go way beyond that of your average animal. We have feelings that animals do not; we're smarter then the animals. Of course, these people didn't have the modern sciences and techniques that we do, so they invent the concept of the soul. A being inside of us that creates our complex emotions and brain processes, something that would live on long after our human shells would begin to decay. They had no other explanation! They didn't have the technology to know that all of our emotions, fears, and beliefs are all just embeded into our minds. How could they? All they saw was a big lump of grey mass.
All of us need an explanation of the unknown, and when we don't, we begin making up all sorts of things that may merely be speculations. Is this true with spirtis and souls as well? What if when we die, our whole being just ceases to be. Once the brain shuts down, all thoughts and memory of who you were would no longer exist. So does the soul perserve these memories, or do we just pass on with no clue of who we were or where we came from? When we die, is it truly the end? If so... maybe we should live every moment to its fullest, instead of worrying about what will happen when we pass on. I'm not saying that having a spirtual life is a bad thing.. infact it's one of the things I've been trying to improve on within myself. I just find it intriguing just how much we don't know. How much is still a mystery. Where do you think we go when we die?
Posted by A Deranged Young Person at 8:22 PM