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He kept fancying that Ivan was absorbed in something — something inward and important — that he was striving toward some goal, perhaps very hard to attain.
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He kept fancying that Ivan was absorbed in something — something inward and important — that he was striving toward some goal, perhaps very hard to attain.
— Бра́тья Карама́зовы
Ivan's eyes, a strange mix of blue and green, gleamed. "How brilliant for you to bring that up, Dr. Caustic. I am atheist as well!" And there was such a strange conviction behind it that it would be difficult to decide if Ivan was lying or not. His beliefs would not stop him from making references to philosophies that tried to argue that God existed. In Ivan's mind, it was never about if such a deity existed, it was how said deity could exist considering how awful and unjust the world could be.
His intelligence was a shield. If he could make himself sound smarter than the rest, he'd find some delight in others stumbling over his philosophical paradoxes. Maybe it'd draw him closer to the rest. While he was quite reserved and known for being the brooding, quiet sibling, his soul was in constant restlessness — toying with ideas but always too fickle to hold on to them for too long. He felt noble defending innocents, but this was based purely on how he felt.
"Darwin's theory of evolution doesn't fit." Ivan paused to yawn, trying to calm himself down. "Because it does not account for an individual's rationality. It's a terrible life to just eat, sleep, and reproduce if you have the whole of your mind to discover. Not all animals are rational, I'm fairly certain that's obvious. No, the fact alone that we can think means that we are missing out on something that cannot be satisfied through just mere survival."
The young feline picked up his pace, trying to make sure he was sticking through with the elder wolf. "And I think that suffering inflicted on by rational animals is the worst of all, because it can be completed so artfully and so despicably that it just cannot be justified by it simply being a battle for genetic survival. Rationality opens the door for other motives, wicked ones, because they do not come from instinct, but free will." He tipped his head up, eyes never losing their inquisitive yet boastful glare. He chased the desire of being loved, of being respected, of being praised. This was no different.
His intelligence was a shield. If he could make himself sound smarter than the rest, he'd find some delight in others stumbling over his philosophical paradoxes. Maybe it'd draw him closer to the rest. While he was quite reserved and known for being the brooding, quiet sibling, his soul was in constant restlessness — toying with ideas but always too fickle to hold on to them for too long. He felt noble defending innocents, but this was based purely on how he felt.
"Darwin's theory of evolution doesn't fit." Ivan paused to yawn, trying to calm himself down. "Because it does not account for an individual's rationality. It's a terrible life to just eat, sleep, and reproduce if you have the whole of your mind to discover. Not all animals are rational, I'm fairly certain that's obvious. No, the fact alone that we can think means that we are missing out on something that cannot be satisfied through just mere survival."
The young feline picked up his pace, trying to make sure he was sticking through with the elder wolf. "And I think that suffering inflicted on by rational animals is the worst of all, because it can be completed so artfully and so despicably that it just cannot be justified by it simply being a battle for genetic survival. Rationality opens the door for other motives, wicked ones, because they do not come from instinct, but free will." He tipped his head up, eyes never losing their inquisitive yet boastful glare. He chased the desire of being loved, of being respected, of being praised. This was no different.