I want to be more than a survivor in a dog eat dog world.
I want to be more than a wild animal primed to fight, flee, or freeze in response to so many threats, real or imagined.
I want to be more than a bundle of primitive impulses that hijack my mouth, eyes, ears, hands, and feet before my higher self has a chance to deliberate.
To that end, I can’t believe in a universe so cruel that it would grant me such aspirations without also providing me the means for achieving them… or at least the chance to find meaning in the trying.
And so, I begin my quest for such transcendence by declaring it not just a scientific possibility, but a moral necessity.