In the Beginning

Disclaimer: There's no punchline to this one, it's not one of my funny days.*

'In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. The same was in the beginning with God.'

The first time I realized I knew those words was when I was about six. Since I hadn't read the entire Bible or the entire anything by then, I always figured the piece referred to the creation of belief systems in general.

Growing up, I heard words from pretty much every religion known to mankind. To me, atheism is a little bit of an incomplete concept because if you don't believe in God, it's cool, but since you're alive, I'm presuming you believe in life at the very least. Now, if you're capable of belief, how true-to-yourself atheist can you really be when you proclaim you believe in nothing? Man's believed in everything from sunshine to demi-gods, but at the core of our being is what's best explained as raison d'être.

'All things were made by Him, and without Him was not anything made that was made.'

What drives me out of bed every morning is the people whom I'd jump out of bed for at midnight. I was thinking about love as a belief system, and I wondered - if without love was not anything made that was made... then is doubt an evolutionary concept wrought by circumstance? That is, if we're never hurt, do we never hurt? If we're never doubted, do we ever learn to doubt? I suppose it ties up with Newton's law, but it sounds unlikely.

In the beginning then do we already sense what quirks we'll think of fondly and those that'll irk their way to convoluted arguments clawing their way to justifiable endings? Hatred knows no passion like that preceeded by love. We create and we destroy. Life goes on. As for love... does it?

*Though I did think of this: How do you say hello in Japanese? Wasaaaaab! (For those of you who haven't tried wasabi, never mind).