Crisis of Identity
The human race remains in the midst of an identity crisis that began the moment we first gained our heightened sentient awareness, creativity, imagination, and the ability to communicate far beyond the bounds of an animal.
How do I explain? Human life remains ensnared in a trap set long before humanity ever walked the Earth. We have been bombarded by gibberish created by our most ancient and witless ancestors that were dumber than a rock, bewildered by their sentience, and leaning on their animal legacy to explain that which they did not understand. Our more recent ancestors remain bewildered by the stupour set down ages ago.
There is no reason for it to remain. The knowledge is finally available to make loving real; make the most natural expression of the physical aspect of love an unassisted success.
Learning how to make coitus into a loving act was too much for earliest man amidst all of the complications of human, sentient life and the subtle mastery of the human body necessary. Not difficult. Just subtle and impeded by animal instincts.
The mental obstructions erected over the millennia have made it even more difficult to ascertain. We learned to never consider this most important subject because we didn't have the knowledge to succeed and it is critical to the race. We dumbed it down to an animal's viewpoint. "Sex is for making babies!!!!"
Enough is now known for any man to succeed with ease. It is no long a matter of struggling to understand how.
The biggest difficulty that remains is for enough men break through the fortress of shame, guilt, paranoia, paradigms, and excuses behind which men have been taught to hide and, finally, learn to love. Then, we begin to become Human.
Secondly, I guess is getting over the inertia of saying, "it's too much trouble." It is not. It will be a challenge for the first few that attempt it but that is only because they have been programmed to expect failure.
The failure that seemed inevitable became the voice of each past generation as they admitted defeat and passed on the feeling to their offspring. "It is a veil of tears, get used to it." "Sex is cursed, get used to it." "Knowledge is cursed. Don't think and definitely don't think about coitus!" "We were better off as animals." That is just a sample of some of the verbal conditioning. The sense of defeat goes much deeper.
It assures that the next generation starts from a mindset of defeat that is reinforced by fear of mysterious and fictitious supreme beings and other forms of gibberish to make it seem beyond question. Our spirituality was hijacked to spread that deceit.
"You have to wait until you die for your existence to get better. Get used to it." ??!?!?! This quote, which is an exact interpretation of the insane belief that many follow, is so insane that it seems unbelievable that it remains in modern societies and, yet, it does.
"We are only human," is the most ghastly expression of the animal's stupour.
Each new generation of prehumanity becomes more convinced that life beyond the animal is no different from the animal. "Misery, child. Get used to it." It has snowballed through the last three millennia as mankind attempted to be something more, while convincing itself that it is not.
The attempts to educate the mind in the presence of an uneducated heart has been the bane of prehumanity. It has worsened the madness of a sentient race unprepared for its sentient state.
A sentient race can only attain its sanity, emotional maturity, and fulfill its noble qualities once the male gender learns to love. Those are the hallmark of a truly sentient race.
Emotional upheaval is the hallmark of a race that is not yet sentient.
We have all been bewitched by nonsense concocted to hide the animal's awful failing that cannot remain for a truly Human, sentient, thinking race.
There has been a lot to learn about love. Its essence has finally been revealed. It is not just some ephemeral intellectual effort. It is not just a matter of declaring, "love is good" and being done with it. It cannot be browbeaten into a sentient race. It cannot be forced or taught through words alone. There is a physical component that must be shared in intimacy.
Until the choice of the most natural, intimate form of physical love is available for a couple to share, we fail and so does love. The ability of the male gender to express its love in the most natural manner possible builds a solid foundation on which love can flourish.
Imagine our emerging sentient state as a child that had to make it all up as it went along without the slightest hint as to what it means to be Human. The complexity and confusion rendered the task nearly incomprehensible. We attacked it like an animal. Of course. The animal instincts still reign in that most important effort to express our Human love.
Make no mistake. We knew what was missing all along.
That is what made the last three millennia so difficult. It confounded our sentient awareness. Paranoia, hate, and misinformation went on a rampage. We saw that coitus should be a loving event, but it seemed unattainable. So we shunted the thought aside with prejudice and, with it, our sentience.
We gave up hope. The author of Pandora's Box realized this. Our awareness awakened, but our sentient perspective did not keep pace. It drove us mad.
Identity crisis.
We have never been able to put the pieces together and admit what a shambles it has made of human, sentient life. The species trained itself to just put up with its failure, while never consciously considering it. We have avoided its contemplation at all costs.
As a sentient race, we have all that is necessary in order to rely on ourselves with confidence rather than put on an act of blind arrogance while avoiding the truth about love.
We can rely on ourselves. We only need use what Nature has provided. Nothing else.
If you have a pervasive feeling that all is not right, that would be correct. Welcome to the first stirrings of your Humanity.
The crucial inspection that has always been required is not about muons, wavicles, protons, neutrons, quarks, quasars, quadratic equations, fashion, ecology, governments, marketplaces, economics, the supernatural, hair care products, your navel, or the individual quirks of individual representatives of humanity. The crucial inspection is of humanity itself. Clarity regarding our own sentient state, far beyond the stupoured domain of the animal, is required.
We have never before been situated to answer the question that is ever-present. What is wrong with humanity and how do we correct it?
The actual quandary that must be resolved is so central to our existence that we could not even acknowledge the quandary's existence until we were ready to resolve it.
We have been blinded from seriously contemplating the hope that remained in the box. We thought its contemplation would drive us mad while, in reality, obscuring and avoiding the subject has done just that.
We have built a fortress of nonsense that prevented us from even articulating the issue, behind which our Humanity lays in chains.
We need to learn to rely on ourselves, not laws, gods, or other meaningless dictates. Outside forces; like religious beliefs, laws, peer pressure; attempt to manipulate the mind of a sentient race to no avail.
The will, the confidence, the self-respect to be Human can only come from within, once the success of unassisted Loving Coitus is available to all.
Our dismal, miserable pre-sentient existence is best represented by complete emotional turmoil with a heavy dose of forced blindness. You can see it everywhere, if you just look. The source of the madness is obvious.
Humanity's sentience remains incomprehensible to the human race. The animal that we remain is fearful and bewildered by the Human we can become. We have yet to begin our conscious sentient evolution.
This is our crisis of identity. We still identify with the animal.
Like an animal, we remain confounded by our sentience and the surface issues created by the animal in order to distract from the animal's failing.