History is a funny thing. I've been keenly aware all of my life that we're all living within our own versions of a greater historical reality. That awareness, however, has not been bereft of delusion - whether imposed, at my own insistence, by society itself, or a combination of both.
But it's the world we live in, isn't it? Full of treachery, horror, and the dichotomy of extreme beauty and love, all at the same time. Perhaps this is analogous to our lives too: we are all beings of infinite capability, hampered by much, ultimately amounting to a commemorative stone if we're lucky. Perhaps too, this is all analogous to the nature of illusion.
The condition itself seems absurd with which to contend, from a logical sense. Within that realization lies it's own horror. How do we respond? Do we bow to the horror show, cowering in fear? No. We meander forth, cowering in fear in other ways - individually - as both introverts and extroverts.
Collectively, I think we deny our greater selves societally in lieu of selfish comforts and perceptions to our own detriment as a species, by design of controlled sociological evolution. Such conditions of society will evolve naturally, of course, the results of which are somewhat controlled.
We base so much value, attention, and energy on this society constructed on greed and accumulation. It has not really changed since time immemorial, this concept of self-entitlement. We have the capacity at this point in history, however, to take remarkable strides forward as a species. The best parts of humankind can be revealed, were they not held back by the imposed division of peoples on geo-political/socio-economic constructs.
It is said that we in society have lost a connection through being more connected than ever, ironically. We've lost social nuance. We've become more isolated and introverted, casting aspersions and labels upon others as if our own morality or even mental health were the paradigm upon which measurement should be based. We have lost what is called a "common myth". We have no believable destination as a society as a result of corruption and conspiracy - that which everyone knows about; some might be in varying degrees of denial about this, but most people even begrudgingly know that our perceived reality has changed. What is left is a shell holding together a framework on the basis of crumbling nostalgia. Shall it be chaos that ensues from such allowance? Is such chaos inevitable? And, my big question: Is it by design? (In my mind, these are rhetorical questions.)
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