Here’s what I think I am: a dork, a genius, an idiot, an artist, a clod, a friend, a husband, a child, a man, fearless, obsessive, fearful, relaxed, easy-going, easily-offended, and decent. The two dogs in the picture are Alice, my Boston Terrier, and Sammy, my Papillion.
Didn’t Darwin already speak to fear of death and call it survival of the species?
Yes, but I don’t think he took self-awareness into account. And the fact that we’re on the brink of destruction (global warming, nuclear weapons) leads me to believe that survival of the fittest (which I recently learned wasn’t coined by Darwin, but Herbert Spencer) isn’t good enough, we need a new paradigm to go with our big brains.