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A review by Madison Burke on The Labyrinth (God, Darwin, and the Meaning of Life) by Philip Appleman.

This book's use of detail and metaphors lead to a beautiful discussion on the philosophy of life. The Labyrinth is compounded of two differing levels of belief in ones self, from blindly accepting and trusting god, to accepting that determination and ability define humans and that there is no god to fall back on.

Many people blindly take every punch that god throws at them because they truly believe that a pristine heaven in the sky is awaiting them. Losing the crutch of god will actually set you in the path of reaching your own level of self-fulfillment. By forgetting the word of god you can start remembering your own words and your own passions.

Appleman on talking about evolution writes, " If we cannot make that adjustment to external reality, we fall prey to anxiety, a straightjacket that restricts our ability to make reasonable choices. Then the unreal becomes our reality, and we grope our way through that labyrinth, pursued by the terrors of our own imagination." The inability to adapt frightens a person and in result leads to unfavorable results. A human brain is full of different abilities from logical thoughts to abstract ones which allow it most cases to adapt.

The meaning of life is built in the journey, as we are only an accumulation of our experiences.

Always,

Madi


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