We Are Nature

Nature is like a can with BB-gun pellets in it, with one BB-sized hole in it, which is being shaken. Every so often a BB flies out, because it happened to go precisely through the hole.

Humans are like intelligent BBs that have landed next to the can and see the hole and the occasional BB that flies out. Some say "God" is shooting the "chosen" BBs out of the hole. I say, "Why complicate things? The can is the Universe; the BBs are atoms & molecules that interact electrically and can align such that they self-catelize and replicate." (To me, an engineer, that statement is not "complicated".)

Anyway, we are here and we have scant evidence of life after death, so I say let's help each other and Nature be better. Let's leave the place better than we found it: let's leave it a happier, wiser place.