CMV: Not reproducing is wrong
Putting religion aside, we don’t actually know where life comes from or whether it has some higher purpose. The only thing we do know is that humans evolved to survive long enough to reproduce. That’s the one clear goal life seems to follow (human or not).
When people choose not to have children, they stop that process. If survival and reproduction are the only purposes we can clearly see, then choosing not to reproduce might mean rejecting the only role we know life has. And since we don’t really understand why life needs to reproduce in the first place, interfering with it could have consequences we don’t understand.
What if reproduction keeps something going beyond just biology? Maybe some part of life or consciousness continues through generations in ways we don’t yet understand. It could even be something like a form of reincarnation or continuity that isn’t tied to one body. I’m not saying this is true, only that we don’t know.
Because of that uncertainty, choosing to end a bloodline might be a bigger risk than we realize. Making firm decisions about something we understand so little about could be reckless.
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