I do agree that we pattern gods after ourselves and cannot see beginning without it's opposite. However, we are growing into our britches and haven't become too big for them yet.

Most of our death cults are mutable and as such we have ample opportunity to right wrongs. But the question still applies, which of the celestial or earthbound metaphors will reflect the light in the way to see past the emanations of death? Humanism? Trans Humanism? The persistent course of evolution? Accident?

Knowing there is no time is of itself the most freeing of endeavors, as you cannot waste it.

The true artist will die in the midst of their work and keep on creating.