Enigma

I find humans to be the most fascinating things on the planet.  Their nature, their design, reasoning. Everything about them a golden tapestry of Divine artwork that fulfils in so many ways a higher purpose. 

Everything about how we are put together from the tiniest fiber and sinew to our hands and feet.  The human brain is the most intricate connection of nerves, the most powerful tool ever created and even though it has been studied and taken apart for centuries we still have nowhere near a full idea of all its mysteries.  

And in it all, I look around at all the human race has accomplished in over six thousand years and there is only one question… why?  

Was is for the greater advancement of themselves.  For the glory of some God? Or just to prove they could.  Some of our greatest works have lead to revolutions in medicine, hygiene and so on and so forth but for the same money, we created more and more creative means of destruction.

Where one hand tries to build the other hand tears it down.  We tear at each other because they have we want more.  Build for that one because he has less.  

We are never satisfied.  We relish in the suffering of our enemies and cry with our friends.  We build more ways to tear our families apart and justify that is it is all for them.  Fathers are never home.  Mothers are more concerned with the prestige and what the other parents will think and meanwhile back at the ranch the barn is burning down and the fox is in the hen house.

We are more than the superficial facades we wear to work every day.  We are more than the conversations we pretend to have just so that heaven forbid someone should see that we are not okay.

Let me tell you this tonight.  You are the artistic expression of the most amazing artist you can ever meet.  A tapestry of love and grace.  A mosaic of enigma and ecstasy.  You are beautiful. And despite that fact, there is no reasons or answers to a lot of things. And yet, humans still fascinate me.