Crisis of Identity

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.  

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 that obscures our way forward.  It is a crisis of identity of a race that has outgrown its witless roots.

The knowledge is finally available to make loving real.  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 and the past lack of comprehension of our sentient capabilities.  

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 to break through the fortress of shame, guilt, paranoia, paradigms, haughty toxicity, and excuses behind which men have been taught to hide by their ancestors.  When we learn to love, we begin to become Human.

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.

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.  

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, culture; attempt to manipulate the attitude of a sentient being to no avail. Instead, we learn to put on an act of being Human while remaining an animal.  Our sentient nature cannot be forced from the outside. It has all been an animal's antics.

The will, the confidence, the self-respect to be Human can only come from within, once the success of unassisted Loving Coitus is available (not necessarily enacted; chosen) to all and the self-respect of the race is satisfied, fulfilled.

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 unknown, by the Human we can become.  

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.