It continues to fascinate me how everyone gets caught up and outraged by the superficial surface issues like money, corporations, religions, cultures, governments, leaders, wars, etc. I should probably add greed, obsessions, aberrations, perversions, self-centeredness, selfishness, misogyny, domestic violence, etc. They lead nowhere on their own. They just confound.
So, why does everyone concentrate their efforts on howling about them?
It's no wonder everyone thinks there's no hope. How complicated it all seems unless you drill past the surface issues to seek the actual source of all of the insanity. If I hadn't been so certain there was something seriously wrong with the whole situation, something that just didn't add up, I would have been lost. Somehow, I couldn't pay attention to any of the superfluous surface issues. They clearly resolve nothing.
Surface issues are nothing more than the many facets of a single dystopian relic of the animal. Spending one's time becoming outraged by any of its individual facets is not beneficial nor helpful. Individual acts, organizations, or viewpoints mean nothing. Worse yet, they confuse the image. The big picture is required. That picture is comprised of three millennia and trillions of individual quirky reactions to a single massive disturbance to our sentient state. Looking for the pattern that composes all of the nonsense thrown around daily is a big challenge. I realize that. That is why I have tried so hard to make it all clear for you. It is so simple, once one realizes there is a source for the mania.
If you try to track down each individual's bizarre reactions to the widely varying circumstances each individual encounters, the picture becomes hopeless. The disparate reactions of so many individuals for three millennia would make one think that it cannot possibly be tracked down to a single source. You don't even bother to look for the source. Add in the awful behaviour of organizations and groups of like-minded individuals that fill the headlines and creates a completely hopeless confusion (I am definitely not picking sides). One has to look for commonalities, patterns. I've written about that enough elsewhere. We try to force (think peer pressure, morals, laws, codes of ethics, and religions) certain behaviours deemed 'good' on people in order to make them act like they are Human. That is the primary pattern of the prehuman. I have also described endlessly how it can never work until it comes from within. That would be the Human pattern. It is the difference between acting human and being Human.
It amazes me, on occasion, that I was able to avoid the surface issues and get to the source. As I said, I was never looking for an answer, I was never looking for something to say (think 'love all', blah, blah, blah, even though we have tried that for three millennia). I was looking for clarity. None of the usual suspects (think religions, corporations, cultural differences, obsessions, misogyny etc) ever added up for me. It is wailing in the wind. At some points in my life, it was like being in frozen armour, peering out at the madness, wondering what in the world was going on and why everyone was howling into the wind.
As I putter along waiting for the rest of the race to catch up with me, as I watch the human race blow a gasket, once again, I've gotten caught up in some of the mania enough to see the appeal. You want to do something but are at a loss. I get it. It just doesn't work that way. Questions and clarity are required. Not throwing stones at the most immediate target. They are all facades.
Certainly a big part of it is that I never let the modern day version of fairy tales (or gossip) that is the news, to seriously catch my attention. The news is meant to scare children, just like fairy tales. For a very long period, I did without the news entirely. Stories of mania are endlessly fascinating, especially when they are personified. I could get into how gossip, fairy tales, and the news display the same cruel sadistic tendencies of a frustrated race, but what would be the point? Make a big enough splash and you can capture the foolish attention of the whole prehuman race. Act like a pompous idiot and some eat it up. It's a great distraction. SMH. It gives you something to talk about with friends.
Sadism (as well as masochism), though, might be worth exploring. They are very good representative traits of a sentient race that is acting like a demented animal. I'll leave that for others to explore, for certain, after it is done and gone, if they desire to bother. I'm not sure they will.
Even now, I temper my indulgence in the news. It seems to me that the news is becoming more like a psych-ops campaign than gossip or fairy tales. If you ever want to get a good read, skip from the headline down to the comments (Yahoo works for this very well). I mean, wow. I read some of the headlines and roll my eyes. I seldom get past the headlines (unless it is to read the comments, which are like a splash of cold water; most of it reads like a two year old wrote it, slinging childish names at each other and repeating the same comment that was made to comments previously; never anything of any real value; what is the point?).
That is is more than enough. The urgency that one can feel when it gets bad enough (like now) is such a great distraction from what is really going on. Every now and again, I make some snide comment on it all (which I am trying to remove from these posts but let remain on one social site or my hidden site). If one thinks about it, what is the point? Do you expect to sway the tide, one way or another (like those in the comment section)? Do you think you have something profound to say? Have you spent most of your life trying to get to the bottom of it all? Or, are you just wallowing in the misery?
I really would like to do one study of history to see how well women's rights activity aligns with major conflicts? If I am right, it would be further evidence of it all being a distraction. Nowadays, it would be as much human rights activities, though our balance is becoming so insane that there are few arguments that still make sense on either side of the aisle.
But, once again, I am learning to keep my distance. It is so easy to feel one must watch for the end of the world as we get closer to burning it all down to the ground. It is like reading a real life thriller! Who needs to read thrillers when you have real-life maniacs ready to launch us into another world war and stomp down further on the already downtrodden? They have also perfected their act, their antics, to attract the greatest amount of attention and widest array of nut-jobs. Yes, I am including the press. They are so proud of their insidious, pernicious, malignant stupidity that it staggers me.
No one seems to ever realize that, unless we do something significantly different, we will always be watching for the end of the world as we continue to attempt to burn it all to the ground and never look within. We attempt to ameliorate the dystopia, when the only thing that will ever really work is to eliminate the dystopian inertia.
It's no wonder everyone thinks there's no hope. How complicated it all seems unless you ignore all of the antics that are meant to distract from men's failing. All of it is nothing more than the many faces of the single source of our dystopia.
Most people regret not having a snappy comeback when someone says something awful or diminishing. I've always known that any response at all is all it takes to begin to become ensnared in the stupour, entrapped in the paradigms of nonsense. It is a matter of attempting to 'make a difference' in what you still consider a game. It has never been a game.
The least that I hope to accomplish is to make it easier to see the prehuman state and begin to disengage from it without having to disengage from life entirely, as was necessary for my very difficult journey. Of course, the real goal is to convince some few young men to learn how to love that realize the importance to Humanity. That's all it should take to get the ball rolling, for the avalanche of love to finally come rolling in.
Anyways, concentrating on superficial surface issues. What's the point? Think about it enough, you will finally realize that it leads nowhere. How to explain? I want to use the arcade game, Whack-a-mole, once again, as an analogy. No matter how many you whack down, there's always many more that will pop up as long as we remain less than Human. Or, maybe more comprehensible would be to imagine trying to stamp out a volcano.
Scream about and stomp on all of the superficial surface issues you desire, you can never stamp out the insanity that leads to the superficial issues by doing so. It is an endless game. I've never considered life a game. The concept, in fact, sickens me. The surface issues are not the source of insanity. They are only the symptoms of the disease, not the disease itself. Note that the insanity is continuing to grow in scale on all fronts. I won't try to prove that. If you can't see it for yourself, if you can't admit that we are going from bad to worse, if you can't see that the mad animal is learning to perfect its techniques from previous incursions, then...
I could reel off a list of the horrors we continue to create that would fill a book. They are all damaging but screaming about any one or all of them does nothing. It doesn't even slow them down. In fact, while some scream about how bad it all is, the others are refining their techniques to drive the race to further insanities. That's just the way it works until we become Human.
Gosh, I could also get into all of the incongruities, the absolutely insane takes on life that I keep running across. I'll just say that you don't even blink an eye at any one of these that I am considering. The symptoms are everywhere.
The one that really began to stick in my craw is misogyny. Women (and some men) scream about specific examples of misogyny, never realizing (or even admitting) that it is a general condition that affects all of the male gender. It is only the big, blatant examples of misogyny that are even acknowledged. Even the micro-aggression versions of misogyny that are so common that some are beginning to elucidate do not reveal the whole picture. Domestic abuse is just another version of misogyny. It is also a perfect example. We haven't even gotten so far as to recognize the verbal abuse as a version of domestic abuse and misogyny. The most subtle examples of misogyny are not even recognized as such. I don't want to get into it further because it is just a surface issue. We do not become Human by concentrating on any of the superficial surface issues and, yes, as awful as misogyny is, it is still a surface issue that is only eliminated by eliminating the source of our upheaval as a sentient race. The lack of Loving Coitus.
This leads us back to the question. Why has everyone concentrated on the surface issues? The easy answer is that we have no confidence in our race. "We are only human" describes it well, but even that is a dodge, an excuse, an easy answer to avoid the real awful truth.
We have been trained for a lifetime; from the imprinting on initial role models that represent the prehuman state of mind (some more than others) to the daily assault on our senses and viewpoint by the prehuman context in which we currently exist. Every bit of it is directing your attention to surface issues and directing it away from the real issue. It is a game of distractions. "Look over there, and don't dare mention this over here." Like I said, I don't play games.
This is meant to make it all seem hopeless. The specters of distraction began at a time, many millennia ago, when resolution seemed hopeless. It will continue to do so until you realize there is a cause for the madness of our prehuman state that can be confronted and overcome. We can change, "we are only (pre)human" into "omigoodness, we are Human".
We are taught, one might say subliminally, to never look deeper because we "know" what we will find. Or, more specifically, we have been trained to fear what we will find (think fairy tales, think dimwitted ancestors from millennia ago). It is like, "don't look under the bed".
The bizarre lengths the race has been conditioned to avoid the subject of coitus ought to give the whole scam away.
We are sentient (whether we are yet willing to admit it or not), so we care. We want things to be better but we are halted in our tracks, blocked from looking deeper by paradigms of nonsense on any front that might reveal the truth. We are blocked from seeking any real improvement before we can delve deep enough to count. So, we put all of our energy into attempting to whack at superficial issues as a substitute. It makes us feel like we are doing something worthwhile.
It is all about the truth and the lie regarding coitus. Everything else is superfluous until that is corrected. We have not come near to confronting this, the real issue that holds us back. The superficial surface issues will fade into nothing once we eliminate the disease that causes them.
The truth is that the current rutting animal's rendition of coitus is not satisfactory for a sentient race that is far more aware than any animal. The lie is that there is nothing to be done about it.
This is the unfulfilled state of our sentience that drives us mad.
I am really beginning to hate these really long ones. They are exhausting to review. But, then, this whole journey has been exhausting. Many of these subjects, like superficial issues, were only mentioned in passing in a few of the books because the mass of insights were just that overwhelming. The first task was just trying to piece them all together to get a clear picture.
I always thought the mention of them [that might have taken up half a page in a book] was enough to explain. Now, it seems that wasn't the case. So, the next exhausting task is to describe them in more detail, which is extremely difficult. I am doing as best I can to write them and rewrite them. There are a few more to come.