Deserving: the Irrelevance of I

  Before I go much further in this tale, I must make you understand one small fact. Of all the words in the human vocabulary, few are more meaningless, yet more endemic of the human psyche, than the word, “deserve”. Many languages articulate dozens of variations of the word, others only a few, but through and through, even the most enlightened of races and philosophies have struggled to deprive that word of its meaning and significance to human kind.

  Yet, for a Champion to become a Champion, more than ego, more than pride, and more than vanity, this word must be conquered.

  For me, this lesson began when I was a child. My mother loved animal shows, and in particular, Mutual of Omaha’s Wild Kingdom. Every Sunday afternoon after church, we would gather around the television to watch Marlon Perkins tell us about another amazing animal. In particular, I recall a rather sad episode wherein Marlon followed the exploits of a unique lion cub on the plains of the Serengti in Africa. The episode revolved around this cub, who, at first, appeared normal, but as the show progressed, it became apparent that the little lion cub suffered from a rare birth defect that rendered his lower half paralyzed.

  In essence, the entire hour long show chronicled this lion cub’s demise. And while that sounds morbid, Marlon did an amazing job of portraying that cub's futile struggle as the greatest of triumphs of spirit. That little lion cub, regardless of the circumstances refused to give up, and Marlon took great pride in showing the lion cub's small victories -- crawling to the water hole, eating solid food, and even rough housing, with some success, with his sibilings. He suckled from his mother, who licked him as lovingly as she did the others. Indeed, it was apparent that the mother lion "loved" her cub, even though he was obviously doomed. Indeed, there was not a dry eye in my house as Marlon chronicled the last days of that cub, when one by one, driven by primal instincts to survive, the members of the pride gradually abandoned the cub to his grisly fate in the jaws of the hyenas.

  That lion cub did not want to die. And even after his pride had disappeared over the horizon, and the sun began to set, signalling the coming of the hyenas and death, the little cub fought on. What was most frustrating about the show was that this baby lion did nothing to deserve his fate, other than be born. He did not curse his father or mother; he had done bad things in a prior life; he had not failed to love the Creator; he had not coveted his neighbor’s arse. His work ethnic did not lack sincerity. He simply crawled out of his mother’s womb, and found himself in a less than ideal situation that promised a particularly quick and brutal end on the plains of the Serengeti.

  Normally, humans disregard the cruelty of nature, as obviously being inapplicable to us, the greatest of the Creator's creations. But in all candor, how different are you from that lion cub? He cried when the pride left him. He purred contentedly when his brothers napped with him in the shade. He *felt* every moment of his brief existence, both the good and the bad. He suffered and died for no other reason than he had been born, and the random number generator that is sexual reproduction, rolled snake eyes on his turn.

  So if the Creator randomly allowed this lion cub to suffer for no real purpose or reason, other than the flow of life, why would we be so different?!?! Our alleged souls?!?! The fact that we are obviously **different**?!?! No, you no more did anything to be where you are than that lion cub. You are no different than that lion cub, because just like him, you feel pain, and most importantly, you die – you just happen to be smart enough to give that fact some thought.

  I genuinely wish that I did not have to reveal to you your general irrelevance in the Omniverse. That the Creator is not running around desperately seeking ways to reunite with you and the rest of humanity. That the Creator is not sacrificing his “children”, as ridiculous a concept it is for the Creator to even have a “child”, much less sacrifice one after changing His mind about the redemption of humanity. Indeed, please note that sexuality, maleness, femaleness, offspring, and the like are all physical, biological constructs that the Creator designed for finite beings to self perpetuate. These mechanisms, like time, love and error, do not apply to the Creator. He is above all, He created all. Nevertheless, humanity is so Arrogant as to even caste the Creator’s image in our own, endowing the Creator with these same flaws and limitations as we have.

  It goes without saying that you find this diatribe very disturbing, because most humans are, for the most part, incapable of perceiving a universe, much less an Omniverse, that does not, on some level, revolve around them. But as I said earlier, the Omniverse does not revolve around any being, but the Creator. And while He loves us all as His creation, He is not in love with us. And while we serve a purpose in creation, we are not the sole, or even major, purpose of creation. The unfortunate truth of the matter is that no one knows why the Creator did what He did, or what it is that He wants -if the Fallen and the Host are to be believed, for they are the only ones who have been in His presence. I imagine that much like a child, humanity, and the rest of creation, is on a sort of need to know basis. And apparently, the Creator’s motivations and desires, assuming He even has such things, are an intentional mystery.

  And while it may seem that the Omniverse that I describe, where all of creation searches for answers, and for the face of a supreme being that seems disturbingly indifferent to the fate of His creations, the truth of the matter is that it is actually a far more uplifting approach to the Omniverse than most, albeit, it requires a minimum of wisdom and patience to understand. First, in this Omniverse, life, all life, is utterly precious and sacred, because as finite beings, it is the only thing that the Creator gave us. And this is particularly so, for humans, who, despite our impressive intelligence, relative to the rest of our world that is, live very short lives, and are, of limited perception and understanding vis-a-vis our universe, much less the Omniverse.

  Second, because we know so little about anything of importance, and have so little time to figure anything out, our focus and goal should be quite simple, to extend our lives so as to maximize the possibility for each individual to find and please the Creator.

  Third, equality is axiomatic for finite beings. You are no different than I am, in the sense that I face the same fate that you do. We shall all taste of death. Each at a different time and place perhaps, but eventually all paths lead to extinction. Thus, in this light, our petty differences, race, sex, physical prowess, intelligence, spiritual power, and psychic abilities -- all mean nothing if they cannot spare me the same fate as you – or a crippled lion cub.

  More importantly, my nature in no way affects my fate in life. I am equally likely to suffer an ill fate, as I am a good fate. Thus, not only can I not blame another for his fate, I cannot take credit for my good fortune. And to a proud, talking monkey, this is the greatest of blows to the ego – that I do not deserve my plight in life, nor do you yours. For the word has no meaning in an Omniverse where little is known of the Creator, or the rules that govern creation.

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