A Conversation with the Priest
The God of Evolution
Segment 36 in the Sapience Evolution Series
In the beginning, there was only the void;
existence, absent of space and time.
The void groaned and birthed the universe.
What shall we say of the spark of life flowing through a cold, barren universe?
Is it God, or is it evolution?
Burrowed deep within blood and bone and imprinted on the hearts of men and women lies a yearning to invoke order upon the impending chaos hurtling toward us from the future — a future approaching like a gale with flailing tentacles of uncertainty stretching ever closer to the present. Our animal instinct is to flee, but where shall we flee to? What shelter could let us cower outside of the present moment? Sapient beings are captive to their innate, uncanny ability to transcend the present and see the arc of time stretching from past to future. We imagine time, but we don’t exist there.
All of life is a burning flame on the edge of time, a fire marking the delineation between past and future. Our lives pass like brief flares, momentarily arching above the fray, straining to break free from the gravity of existence. We imagine we remember the past, but we do no better than recall our meager impressions of events that took place when the past was the present. These recollections are no longer real, and all of…
