Battling the Dragon
One of the more intellectual arguments against the existence of what many imagine to be heaven, or eternal salvation when described as infinite pleasure, is simple:
A constant state of euphoria cannot elicit pleasure unless there is a counterbalance to compare it with. A high cannot be understood or appreciated unless it is attained by surmounting a low. One would become numb by constant goodness, and it would quickly cease to have significance.
In other words, we need a dragon to battle, a threat, and the possibility of losing the battle.
A fall helps us understand the significance of standing back up again.
A scrape teaches us that flesh can heal.
A loss reveals there’s something to win.
A failure reveals there’s something to improve.
An oppression reveals there’s something to liberate.
A rejection teaches that acceptance is significant.
A sickness reminds one that health should never be taken for granted.
Why are we (okay, why am I) obsessed with dragons? How did we conjure up this fictitious creature, and why are they always a threat to the kingdom?
I heard one intellectual argument that makes sense. Evolutionarily speaking, our ancestors likely faced two threats: venomous snakes from below (and hidden within the trees, competing with us for food), and birds of prey from above. The dragon, then, is a combination of these two magnificent predators. It is the creature that can destroy us from any vantage point. It impales us with its talons, it swallows us whole, it crushes our rib cage with its tail, and it incinerates us with its fire.
Good can only be defined if bad exists. Even a kingdom loses worth without a threat to protect it from.
It brings to mind a silly example. I have an Internet friend who has long been in search of “the perfect pair of pants.”
”What will you do when you find the perfect pants?” I asked him once.
“I know full well there’s no such thing,” he said. “But I’m invested in the quest. It’s the chase that we need to have. Let it go on forever. Take part in the chase!”
To that I say, battle the dragon. Whether it’s beaten or not is insignificant.