In my ignorance of what is to come, I try to comprehend the impossible, figments of what I believe to be true.
I have lived long enough to discern vagueness from clarity and madness from sanity. I believe mankind to be a part of a higher form of essence, one that engineers the affairs of a world overflowing with possibilities, comprehensible and incomprehensible.
This brings me to the unavoidable question, “How did Man come to be?”
The vagueness of truth and lies shrouding humanity’s existence endures as a mystery. An elusive truth embedded in cultures, religions, and science, telling a somewhat similar but complicated story of how it began, but yet proving impossible to decipher. Staring at this mystery with closed eyes, but a mind wide open, doused with speculations, theories, and hypothesis, I try to find the connecting dots and interwinding threads that could tame my curiosity. I believe most of us have some point in time tried to fathom the truth of our existence, the history of the true first man, or men, or people. Exposed to theoretical bombardments of how creation came to be, we are left stunned with numerous hypothesis arising from untamed speculations and unanswered questions born from curiosity.
Science would define creation as emanating from the big bang theory, which from it spawned the first organism, which evolved to man, an event that spanned millions of years. But from the religious perspective, there have always been a superior being, one watching over, an entity that created all things. In every culture, the tale seems similar but bears dissimilar names to this all-powerful being.
I have lived long enough to discern vagueness from clarity and madness from sanity, but now I find myself caught in a web of curiosity, unsure which path leads to the truth I seek. But yet again, what truth do I seek, Is it one of the true tales of creation, the undiluted biography of the first man or people, or rather the tale of the creator, the hand that forged life from its molecular level, birthing the first man or people.
The answer I seek eludes me, but then, how would I know the truth when I see it. I probably might have encountered it without realizing it. I am both a man of science and religion, and my quest to find the silver lining between both theories of the first man seems unending.
Emmalase.
Emmalase