Our luck being alive

I can't see anything. My eyes are dead. Without technology, I'd be an animal who cannot see his prey, who would ask help from other animals to help me survive. I wonder if all wild animals have perfect vision. Can a non-perfect animal survive in nature? If an animal is born with 3 legs, it would certainly die. It could not pass on its genes to the next generation. Humans often pass on their rotten eyes and sicknesses to their children, the reason being because of the existence of technology. Sometimes I wonder if intelligence was an error in our evolutionary growth.

Was is a good error? I think it was. It permits the people who are not perfect to live, to express themselves, to feel the good and the bad sides of life. Do I fully appreciate the good fortune I have of simply existing? That if my father had slept with my mother one hour before or after, if my grandfather had never met my grandmother, if I had never won the race against all the other sperm, I would not be here, and maybe someone better or worse could be in my place? Someone who would have affected a group of people? Someone who could have helped them or destroyed them? Am I to blame if people are in pain? Should I have left my place for someone else, someone who could have helped the world better than I could? 

Could another “ME” have helped others more than I could have? Is it my fault that others are in pain, because of my stubbornness to want to win in this race we call life? Did I cheat to win? (Can we cheat?) Should I be the best, to do everything in my power to be on “top”, to prove to all my comrades (??dead or alive??) that I deserved it? 

I’d lie if I said I didn’t have nightmares about this...

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Someone else should have won the sperm race....

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God Gave the Gift of Intelligence to some,

To others, He Gave the Gift of Speed

To Cheat is Man's Gift to Himself.

-Paraphrased "The Simpson's" quote.