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When it comes to life, how can there still be people around who seriously believe we are all there is to it in this vast Universe of ours? We are such a small part, it would be a total waste if ours was the only planet where this experiment of life took place. The idea is also hard to swallow, statistically speaking.
Some people are highly offended by such thoughts. Some people steadfastly maintain that Earth is it, that there is nothing more. We are God's creation. Why? On what grounds do they assert this with such ferocity?
Why do we need to feel like we are the center of the Universe? Why do we need to feel so unique, so special? Isn't the wonder of life special enough in and of itself? Why do we need to warp what is large and unfathomable? Why do we need to hammer it down so it fits into the small mold of our mind?
I don't know if there is a creator or not. There are lots of arguments pitting evolution against religion. Who says the two need to be mutually exclusive? Science is not concerned with spirituality or morals. Why should religion concern itself with explaining the physical realm?
Science doesn't have all the answers. Science seeks to explain the tangible, the physical. It changes; theories are revised in light of new discoveries. Scientists seek to deepen our understanding every day. What is wrong with that? What is wrong with trying to learn more about everything? Why is pushing the boundaries of what we know so anathema to some people? Why are some people incapable of seeking answers outside the confines of a Book?