Let me repeat back to you what I think you're saying, world:
There is no intelligent creator. All of the complexity, engineering and symbiosis we see today is a product of random selection, survival of the fittest, and complete random chance. We have no purpose. No rhyme nor reason.
We are nothing more than bags of chemicals and firing neurons that make up all of what we are and who we are. Love, fear, compassion and altruism, and all the rest that we experience are nothing but illusions caused by chemical reactions in our brains.
All of what we have today, at one point, was nothing. No thing. And then the first "thing" - whatever that was - came from a complete void of anything (a.k.a. nothing).
And from that first thing came life. Absolutely no life at all, to life all of a sudden because, we think, a bolt of lightning hit some chemicals and created... life.
Then, that initial life form evolved into every form of life that exists today, from plant to animal to you and me. So a fern, originally, comes from the same origins as a hippopotamus, as well as a tse tse fly, a blue whale, a dandelion, and my dog Charlie
And when you say "evolution", you don't just mean microevolution, which resulted in my dog's mutt status, having been derived from different types of dogs. You mean, one species came from another species entirely.
We are the smartest, most advanced generation in history. All the people of the past 6000 plus years were delusional, simple-minded, and/or just plain wrong. We, on the other hand, know better.
Am I getting that right?
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