First, I did not say "questions are dangerous". The danger lies in the angst derived from having unanswerable questions -- and specifically how we respond to that angst.
I have no issue with god. If god exists, and if god wants/needs/expects something from me, I assume it can make that known. so far, its been radio silence. so either god does not exist, or god expects nothing from me. I'm fine with that, either way.
Whether or not the universe is sentient, well, I'm really not sure how knowing the answer to that question one way or another would impact my decision making process. On a smaller scale, for instance, one could discuss gaia theory, and whether the earth as a planet is a single organism, and (then the New Age interpretation...) whether or not there is a consciousness or sentience to the planet itself, might have more relevance. And yet, again, if that were true, I don't see how knowing that would change my life at all.
Existence itself is so remarkable -- and for me so utterly unbelievable -- that if existence itself is accepted then truly anything is possible. Apparently we exist, and we have some sort of definition for what that reality is. But periodically (historically) we think we have a handle on it, and then eventually we're proven wrong. I might be made of "matter", but I'm mostly empty space. This could all be a hologram. There may be other dimensions from which we are merely a projection. If that were true, I'm not sure how knowing that would help me find a job, or be a better kinder more compassionate person, or give me back the 20/20 vision of my youth... or really in any way impact anything in the heart of this illusion we appear to be sharing.
I have no interest in playing hide and seek with the universe. I have no interest in finding hidden meaning. Yes, we have some deep inner sense that we are missing something, that there is more than meets the eye, that we are missing the point of it all... and I suspect we are. The question arises about what is the point, and is this point pre-determined or are we supposed to come up with it ourselves. Again, I'm not playing games with some supposed god to find the hidden toy in my cracker jacks. Since no sentient being outside of myself has made my "point" abundantly clear to me, it's safe to say there is no external point. Therefore, its up to me. And I think the point is to do my best to attempt to do no harm.
Or something like that. Because it comes back to another version of my original statement: I think that we have evolved to a strange point in consciousness where our brains feel the need to have a point. In the long long long string of events which is the evolution of life on earth, we at the edge of this envelope have formed concepts of our mortality, our separateness, and a relationship with our emotional world which have created inexplicable paradoxes that we experience as a need for meaning in life. It's all just emergent properties from our current place in time. Or not. I am truly, and completely, making this all up.
