The Only Reason

Consider the only reason for Earthlings’ existence is to gawk. It’s what we do best—we just forgot! When we think about it, we gawk at everything, and buy things or build things or find things or sense things to gawk at. Let’s get reminded, again, to stand amazed in our own presence! Be dazzled that we can…

feel, hear, see
smell, taste
sing opera
play musical
instruments
procreate
jump, read
comprehend
hammer nails
scribble, type
dance, play act
do mathematics
handle telescopes
and microscopes
sit up straight, slump
sleep, awaken, breathe
weep, laugh, pretend
lose our balance
and fall over
be fickle
playful

We are magnificent, and as loveable
as huggable teddy bears!

Earthlings were birthed from Earth; we are actually geological formations. We were likely the first known species who possessed the tendency to obsessively behold ourselves—our innate stupefaction cannot be matched nor out done!

Earthlings’ sense of satisfaction (while at best only marginally consciousness) set in when we realized we could snicker, sniggle, talk, and walk; hear drum beats and dance at the same time around something newly discovered—fire; we hooligans discovered we could paint characters on walls of caves and other peoples’ tombs; we discovered seeds that grew flowers and trees; we gawked at the planet upon which we roamed as well as beheld the sun, moon, and stars as guardians; we deified swells of superstitions. We built bridges, tunnels, pyramids, coliseums, cathedrals, skyscrapers, and spaceships to gawk at. And, we’ve not stopped yet!

Imagine how much scientific and philosophical concentration has developed over millennia, from which to begin embracing the revelation that our physical universe is a profound, unfolding chronicle rather than a staggering, studious preoccupation.

Here are more things to gawk at. It takes four to five billion tons of hydrogen every second from the sun to supply Earth’s diet for life. Four to five billion tons are only one billionth of what the sun produces every second. We novices can’t even imagine the colossal exquisite explosions that must occur to disburse hydrogen in space.

Without Universe’s turbulent nature of exploding stars, there would be no sun nor Earth. If the size of Earth had been smaller or larger than itself, there’s no telling how creation would have appeared out of delicate infinitesimal arrangements of energies: You and I, as we know humans, may not have been created at all.

Ponder the 13 billion years that finally swept humans into beingness to discover we are a mere apostrophe in all of creation; an apostrophe as magnificent as our geological relatives: plants, insects, worms, reptiles… You get the idea.

Earth’s thin crust upon which we live is what an apple’s skin is to the apple. Another way to vision our semi-liquid planet’s constant destruction and violence is to warm some milk, and then watch the quivering skim that lies atop the heated milk. The skim part is the same as raft-like continents floating above humongous, turbulent, boiling dynamos generating among other things, gravity.

As indigenous peoples have done, industrial aged people may again remember the only reason for existence is gawking!

We may remember to dance, sing, and tell
stories of the exquisite Earth out of
which we were birthed. Then, we
won’t be surprised when nature bats last:
The sun has always had sanction to rule.

Our constant curiosity is key
to watching what’s being created.
~ David Moorhead