What does one life matter?
I could write pages, volumes, libraries about how a person may profoundly change the world, for better or worse, whether by innate genius or talent, sheer force of will and personality or the merest chance - how they may be a general who subjugates or liberates a continent, a politician who builds their people an earthly paradise or a living hell, a scientist responsible for curing a terrible disease or poisoning the world with a pollutant whose effects remain unforeseen until it is too late, an artist who uplifts or debases the human spirit, an implaccable campaigner who refuses to stop gathering evidence and refuses to stop shouting about it until the world joins them in whatever cause their conscience compels them to devote a lifetime to, or someone whose name the world will never know but whose chance remark or fleeting presence inspires one of the above - but if I did so then, profoundly important though all those people are, I would be missing the point.
The point is that life itself - not what certain members of our one species do with it, but the mere fact of its existence - is the greatest wonder conceivable. Even in its simplest monocellular form, it is a miracle whose beauty could never be matched by anything except another example of life. Whether you attribute its glory to the benificence and wisdom of a god, to the marvels of science or to both, it is something so indescribably wondrous that if there is even the slightest chance that a living thing may perceive and understand the tiniest fraction of its own majesty, or else be perceived by someone or something else with the capacity do so, then that one life, most assuredly, matters.
Post edited April 09, 2013 by ydobemos