Our lives are long enough for our purpose. I think the purpose could be the same for all humans as it is for all red blood corpuscles.
I think that though my red blood cells are a vital part of me, they can serve their fynction whether they are aware of me or identify with me or not.
A benign virAT puruSa, might take care of his health as a good human being might make sure of eating greens and exercising. A person who tortures their own body willingly can’t be its God?
I have no thought or clue to myriad components. If one cell chanted my thousand names, it would be no dearer to me than another that merely served its function.
A blood cell drawn out of my body by a syringe for a test or a mosquito for its baby is no longer me. Even though it has my dna, it does not have my consciousness.
If it had any consciousness, it would know that its body would disintegrate and feed whatever feeds on it. I may avenge it by killing the mosquito or sacrifice it by paying the lab guy willingly, or donate it to another human body to save it’s life.
My clone, my twin or my child do not have my consciousness.
They only have my dna.
I may not value all the cold germs I host and might try eating chemicals that will kill them. I am not God of all the bits I contain. I may actually swallow probiotics.
I continually exchange material with my surroundings. Food, air, energy…
I dont think red blood cells have virtue and sin.
I can’t think that humans have punyam papam either – from a divine perspective. It is entirely related to society.
Good and bad and taboos are rules that bind humans into an organised society that can face its predators and environment better.
It guarantees that we eat and have protection.
