If my spiritual goal is to save myself, aren’t I too selfish to be saved?
What kind of creator would submerge a perfectly logical brain into a roiling bath of neurochemicals and hormones?
It’s easier for me to believe we are all godly than to believe that one of us was a God.
Because “F=ma”, some believe Mother Nature is a mathematician.
Because “There is an equal and opposite reaction for every action”, I believe she is a poet.
We exist to exist.
Our scientific quest has led us to the realization that fractions of a second after the Big Bang, the absolute symmetry, predicted by the Standard Model, was shattered by a tiny, mysterious defect. And it was this fall from perfection that is our genesis.