We humans have made so much progress. We aren't entirely stupid. Our need for progress is, say, the positive flipside of our greed for shiny diamonds and pearls — or, to put it mildly, our need for more in terms of quantity and quality. We want the best for our children, we want the best for ourselves. We were built with this need to have more, to know more, to experience more. We call it 'more' in the positive sense of the word. Without this need, we would still be living in caves. I would be handsomely butt-naked playing with my pinky toe and you would only be able to understand this particular sentence because you're so good at decoding my elaborate smoke signals.
Your phone... it is the result of our need for more. Green cars are the result of our need for more. Gas guzzling cars are the result of our need for more. So is your need for a dental plan that doesn't rob you blind and a government that doesn't do the exact same thing. Thanksgiving is the result of our need for more, and so is my imaginary ticket to Bora Bora. We want to make this world a better place as long as better tallies with our definition of the word and makes us happy in the process. I would even go as far as to say that it is this unstoppable need why we invented the concept of heaven in the first place, that ultimate place made especially for us good folks. Do you see what I mean? Please don't shake your head just yet simply because you, too, have been properly brainwashed (with the best of intentions) into believing that religion and fact are pretty much synonyms.
To each their own, I know, but think about it. Are you greedy? Do you covet what you see every day or maybe only once in a while... in a magazine... on your tablet or when you close your eyes and make a wish? Are you greedy?
No? I see.
Now here is my problem: if you're not, and if I'm not, how come a whopping 85% of the world's population needs there to be a heaven, that ultimate destination, the holiest of holy places made especially for us humble people, where everything and everyone is beautiful and everything is perfect? I find it hard to reconcile humility with this particular need. This ultimate need. Unless, of course, we are its creator.
Do you see my point?
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|Those are elaborate smokesignals. Or so Pick "a Bone" Leope and Bryan the Caveman|