Maybe Universe is the result of chance, or maybe its state is the result of a will. According to what I think of that there are two ways for conducting my existence.
If Universe is the result of chance, nobody knows whether the phenomenon "Universe" will be repeated after the foreseen end of this one. We are in a kind of mine of gold and everybody struggles to get a big part of this gold. Everybody is my enemy.
Otherwise, the question is, of course, "Who ?". And whatever the answer may be, my attitude is different from the case of a mine of gold. I shall naturally try to participate to construction and by the way own fairly a part of the result.
Reflection about, "the person", about "my person", about how I am leads to the conclusion that my existence is itself a relation: being is "being with". This, in my mind, is the university-level reformulation of what is taught to children "God is Love".
We are not in a mine of gold.
P. M.
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