The Cosmic Riddle
7 Articles Revealing Clues to the Cosmic Riddle
|Here We Are, Lost in the Vastness of Space and Time|
|Nature Saves Heredities That Work, Rejects Those That Don’t|
|Life is a Brief Dance in the Sun|
|Evolutionary Baggage and Genetic Programming Make the Liberal Utopia Mere Fantasy|
|Adrift Without God to Guide Us|
|Thoughts on Exobiology – Finding Life Elsewhere in the Universe|
|Is Life a Big Cosmic Joke?|
What makes it all go? Why do we find ourselves in the middle of a world in which nothing seems to make any sense? Is there a creator? These are some of the deepest philosophical questions revealed when one takes the Red Pill, awakens, and discovers The Truth About Women and the World.
A deeper truth seeking mission reveals the vast cosmic arena before us, and in the opinion of the Editor of The New Modern Man shows us why we should endeavor to turn our lives into a self-creating masterpiece rather than bog ourselves down with ideology from the mythmakers of society who only wish to mold humans into the equivalent of service animals for the elite.
There’s nothing more telling than looking beyond what Carl Sagan called the Pale Blue Dot, our tiny world as revealed from the Voyager spacecraft as it continued past Saturn on its mission into the depths of the cosmos. The universe is vast and time infinite, so it behooves us to enjoy what limited time we have for life comes but only once. There’s no sense in wasting it jumping through the hoops of the control Matrix of society.
Sagan wrote eloquently about our situation.
Look again at that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every “superstar,” every “supreme leader,” every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there-on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot.
Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.
The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.
It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we’ve ever known.
That’s a beautiful and utterly liberal way of looking at the world. Another way to see the revelation of modern science is that it invites nihilism and weakness to seep into the human species as we seek to reinvent the wheel rather than acknowledging who we really are, a species of successful predators, who are imbued with Machiavellian survival instincts, and a world in which there are winners and losers and no Socialist paradise.
The wisdom contained in these pages is intended to turn men into winners, rather than chumps and tools of the power structure and elite.
Life can even be thought of as a big cosmic joke, in which we are unwitting players on its stage. Death finds us all eventually. Which is why it’ so important to live life to the fullest. Disseminating the truth about women, the world, and the universe in which we find ourselves is key in helping men make the best of our limited lives.
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