I pretty much agree with this, although somewhat ironic that you mention "those who look for meaning through religion or look to the heavens for answers" and finish off talking about GaiaOk ..I'll jump in as I'm a bottle of wine in.
Those who look for meaning through religion or look to the heavens for answers miss what is in front of their eyes. We are the miracle. The lives of the creatures and plants around us are a miracle. The chance of life happening on this rock has a statistical probability too high to be written. We are a cosmic fluke that is a child of a billion cosmic flukes. Everyone on this planet is composed of stardust that has travelled the vast expanses of space to coalesce into you. A weird bag of water and carbon that somehow manages to stand upright and talk bollix about football. This gift of life is the most precious thing in the universe but we have taken it for granted. Our greed and hubris know no end and sometimes I think this planet would be better off without us. And I think Gaia will soon come to the same conclusion.
Don't sell yourself short mate.I pretty much agree with this, although somewhat ironic that you mention "those who look for meaning through religion or look to the heavens for answers" and finish off talking about Gaia
I was pootling around on a backwater/the Thames in a kayak yesterday and there were loads of bright blue dragonflies flitting around and mating and preying and eating and shagging and I remarked how crazy it is that something so tiny, so stupid, so short lived can have the skill to do all of that, inches from the water.
This is a common argument with a relatively simple rebuttal.I think the genius and balance in our world indicates design to me. I'm not saying there's anything kind or merciful about this designer. But it's genius is beyond comprehension. I find the chance concept a reach of galactic proportions (pun intended).