Pro- Creation
After watching yet another wildlife documentary the thought occurred to me that these animals, whether it be bears, elk, squirrels or even a humble tree, are all doing anything, and I mean anything, to pass on their genes.
The documentary I was watching was ‘Yellowstone’. For those that don’t know Yellowstone is the most beautiful place but also the most unforgiving and wild. Their winter is colder than you could imagine and their summer is riddled with drought and bushfires. Yet there is a wide range of animals living in this area. This one episode a male Elk spent all autumn attracting ‘the ladies’ as it were. He rubbed his own urine all over his body; he decorated his horns and hardly slept or ate to make himself more attractive. By the end the male was rewarded with a large heard with whom he could inject his sperm willy-nilly. But the narrator went on to explain that while the male elk had been doing all this the females had been eating themselves sick to stock up for the cold winter ahead, and that the male was likely to not make it, as he had not prepared.
Perhaps it is the meaning to life, and the animals have known it all along- to Procreate. Yet this is hardly necessary nowadays as the planet is teeming with life and there is hardly any room for all of us. Possibly when someone programmed into humans, the importance of procreation, they did not expect us to take it on so enthusiastically. And now they are looking down on the world shaking their heads and wondering what the hell happened.
Yet if Procreation is the meaning of life than has our rampant sex driven population somehow… destroyed it?
Now there is simply no need for humans to continue creating except for their own pleasure, so much so that there is a limit in some countries on how much you can.
Unlike the wild Elk who want nothing more than to see their race survive, myself and blank face boy were contemplating the appropriate age to have kids when he so bluntly put ‘perhaps when we realise our life is over, we will want to have children’. So now it has past being a means of survival… instead it’s become some sort of pleasing experiment, and one day perhaps we will sit back and think
‘I’m bored… let’s make babies’
