Human beings, in Christian texts, were said to have been made in God's own image. To take this at face value is to believe that God is a broken being.
With every active breath and every silent motion, the flesh of the human body churns with action. Energy is needed for DNA replication. Energy is needed for cytokinesis. Energy is required for the binding of myosin to actin, and for active transport, and for maintaining the homeostasis required for life. Energy is needed to create the chemicals we interpret as emotion: little units of meaningless consequence outside of their cerebral context.
In bringing order upon ourselves, engineering complex eyes and organs and lives, we actively engage with a cycle destroying us. The struggle against life, the constant investment in a higher order, is maintained by the degredation of other energies. Such energies cannot be created, nor can they be destroyed. They can only be transferred, used, and dissappated. Every warm touch of a lover's hand carries with it the sentiments of a dying universe. The human life is created in exchange for chaos.
The closed system becomes a suffocating cell. The breaths of a inmate becoming heavy with carbon dioxide become our universe's trend towards the cold. With time, our souls become heavy and slow. Yet the universe only accelerates towards nothingness, towards total dissipation. Our world has been engineered to die.
God was born with a sick, broken body, and humanity has inherited his illness. We are units of entropy. Our deaths are written into our lives. Without illness, we become representative of nothing; our worth is solely written in our tireless will to continue in the face of futility. Only by accepting this totality of human nature is it possible to reach singularity. The human soul exists only as a whole by realizing and uniting its fractured nature.