Destiny is a human construct. Your dog and your goldfish probably don't fret about destiny.It's understandable that we'd invent destiny to allay the disturbing notion that carbon-based life-forms probably have no purpose and no destiny. We unwittingly delude ourselves with language. The word destiny gives the notion destiny false legitimacy.
Like other species, humans once had a biological purpose to procreate. Today it's a different story.
Our biological success has depleted earthly resources. Our biological explosion has degraded the life raft engulfing the planet. Human population is an existential threat. If humans have a biological imperative, it has toggled from procreation to population control.
To proclaim a personal destiny, we assume a bogus exceptionalism which is laughable knowing we share 36% of our DNA with fruit flies.
Don't get your undies in a bundle over the bogus construct of destiny.We're not meant to do or to accomplish shit. Rather, we simply live life to the fullest. Our journey begins with learning what's most meaningful. For me it is to love and be loved.
“The meaning of life is just to be alive. It is so plain and so obvious and so simple. And yet, everybody rushes around in a great panic as if it were necessary to achieve something beyond themselves.”REFEFENCES
― Alan Watts, The Culture of Counter-Culture: Edited Transcripts
- Genes In Common, The Tech Museum of Innovation.
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