I like reality. It's painful, but it's real.
There are no illusions of comfort, there's no safety net, no divine intervention, no fate, no preference. Nature is chaotic and neutral and it favours no one or no thing.
The sentience to be able to be self-aware comes with some dangerous fallacies in thought. Such as the tendency to attribute agency to inanimate things because we're evolved to assume this for safety. The mammalian attachment system of humans, wanting to look up to a protector, finding comfort in the idea of an otherworldly figure or community. We are wired for community, safety in numbers, wired to seek out the comfort in other people for survival. Our brains are wired for some really critical emergency situations, but now in cultures where a lot of those needs are met, we're now dealing with undoing a lot of the excess beliefs stemming from a lack of knowledge/education.
