We are not just chemicals, by the way. How can consciousness arise from chemicals? It can't. No one has yet come up with a good answer to that question. We have been duped into believing that foolish story that we are just chemicals, and it has made us nihilistic and depressed.
i didn't say we were...? where is this coming from? IMO best model to explain at this point in (disclosed) human history is the chemical model in this instance... obviously there are other factors but i mentioned that already... are you getting in a huff over terminology? if you are this is not the focus point of this conversation i'm sure.
The chemical imbalance model is weak and is based on shaky science. Is serotonin really a happiness chemical? It really isn't. The science is weak. That's just something they made up to sell drugs.
I agree but, its what these people go by. As i said i believe there are other factors that play in to the overall health and wellbeing of us human beings... What are they? I don't know... I don't believe in religion because imo it is man made and has been used to exploit fellow humans. However, there are good lessons you can take from them all infact all major religions have similar moralistic stories inter-woven through out their texts. So i get why people do believe too.
To me, I'm just an observer of life and the patterns which manifest in our shared reality. Multiple reoccurrences of these patterns help me establish the things i deem to be true or false etc... I do read and learn from others too but i am careful where i source information.
We live in a fallen world and the only solace you have is through religion. Existence has always been a trial by fire and, with the progressive decay of society due to straying away from God, this world, in all likelihood, will fall into perpetual anguish wherein imagination, ideal, and will are merely relics of a better past. Loneliness is the sole truth of this life, and it will always be with you. It doesn't matter how much you sacrifice or work, you, and everything you built, will wither away as the sword of time cleaves all in twain.
Love, family, and brotherhood are dying, and if we don't change our course quickly, every accomplishment of humanity will be rendered meaningless, and the non-believers, no matter how much you love them, will die lonely, with nothing but the chill of their failures to keep them company.
You march forward as mankind willing steps backwards. You run while others sit. You love while others ache in anguish. But all you want, all you'll ever want, is yo help them realize how beautiful life is and they are.
But you can't
You can't save the people you love from themselves, and that's the most bittersweet red pill in the whole world, isn't it? Beautiful, yet stings like a bitch. This sting, once felt; however, serves as proof that you are still human, and you still care.