What is it that makes us human? We are born into this world, through other peoples pain, choice and much more. We age, and with time we experience, experience the good, bad, beautiful and horrific. We age, and the rest of the world sees it. Our family and our friends, even the strangers that pass us by. We go on this same cycle where we all take the similar path to the people before. But what is it that makes us human? No matter what choices we make are we human?
Is it that makes us human the ability to make our own choices? Is it that we can walk on two legs? Is it that we can speak. What is the definition of human, or is it in fact a loosely applied definition to a large entity that populated this world.
People tell me that we are human, we are all human. We are this because we are able to choose what we do, what we think. Control our own actions. But why then is the human race such a horrible race. That we can supposedly control out actions and yet we aren’t in control. Blame others for our actions, destroy everything in our path. couldn’t care less about the person sitting next to you.
Does it mean to be human, to destroy everything and hardly care, to care when it doesn’t matter any more. What does really make us human??
No comments:
Post a Comment