We are a race of madmen. Why? Because human race is peculiarly creepy and singularly bizarre. We are supposed to be an evolving, intelligent species but to what end? If we are fighting the wrong battles, what kind of legacy are we perpetuating? Visual feasts over cerebral feats - that's our anthem. We seek redemption in big screens, life companions and sensual gratification, and we do it all with a lion's pride. Surely, we must be a failed prototype for a grand experiment that the cosmos designed. And indeed, we are. Here's an excerpt from the journal of the cosmos.
All I can do is sigh. The failure is epic, the implications are mind-numbing. It all started with a certain curiosity gnawing at my cosmic intelligence and a certain vulnerability preying upon my cosmic intelligence. I have always been scientifically, mathematically, poetically and artistically inspired. But far from being coldly analytical and an eccentric madman, I felt the need for intelligent companionship. So, I came up with a hypothesis - What if I invented living organisms that were self-sufficient. My theory was that once the organisms evolved to be self-reliant, they would be the biggest seekers of intelligent pursuits. The most poetic and transcendental painting of an artist; the most intricate and elegant equation of a mathematician, the most profound and stunning observations of a scientist - that is how I believed these particular organisms would turn out. You could say, I was delusional.
I contemplated for a few billion years, did my research and weighed in the pros and cons. I knew there was a risk - I could end up aghast with a doomed species hell bent on destruction in the most perverse ways possible - but I could not turn away from this peculiar experiment, I was too psychologically invested by then. I wanted these particular organisms to grow in a silent, mysterious place, so they could wonder and apply their intelligence to find answers about existence and evolution. I was ready to reveal my secrets to a bold, adventurous, philosophical and a beautiful race. I waited patiently for millions of years to indulge in an intelligent dialogue, a moving debate, a profound discussion, a sublime experience with these living inhabitants.
In the meantime, I carried on with all of my other elegant, subtle, intricate experiments. I was extremely content with the current state of affairs. I eagerly looked forward to my first set of observations from my most ambitious experiment. When I finally looked at the first set of data, I realized something didn't look right. This species had rapidly evolved to be self-sufficient but they were creating a self-annihilating reality. Out of the many possibilities and probabilities that lurked in their path, they were actually embarking on the one that led to gradual degeneration and an absolute, final collapse.
I was flabbergasted to note that they had invented concepts like pleasure, fear, religion, wars, rape, murder. I was appalled and horrified that they were capable of such fierce acts of destruction and mindless, barbaric actions. Stiff, conceited, ignorant and forever mired in idiotic pursuits - how is that even possible? Whatever happened to my poetic, artistic, scientific breed? All these years of evolution and waiting for such an epic disappointment? Rich, poor, money, TV, fat, thin, love, hate, marriage, cubicle, offices, schools, grades, entertainment, social media - seriously? Imagination, creativity, sensitivity, knowledge, truth, curiosity, skepticism, wonder, scientific ardor, meaningful quests, mindful living is what I had hoped to glimpse. A species contemplating the cosmos - that was the expectation.
In retrospect, I conclude the experiment to be an utter failure. I cannot tell you how much of my sanity has been depleted and how this despicable species has turned me into a crazy, madman. Final note - A self-sufficient species falls into the blackhole of empty pursuits. The end.
There, you have it. Congratulations, dear humans.