Life's work
What if life ruled and we only played our part? That's not how it's been working out.
The rest of life's role is pretty straightforward. They just kind of hang around and reproduce. We play a bigger part in life. We can be a cog in the wheel or a wrench in the works.
What is our part? It is certainly not the havoc we wreak. Mayhem is not our calling, though our current behaviour as a race makes it seem to be the case. While that is what we have been doing, it is only the legacy of the animal. It is not our part as a sentient race. We should be stewards of life.
We have been playing the part of a bewildered race of animals that have been given the tools to make something more out of life, but never learned to use the tools provided.
I have written about it often. It's not the structures, organizations, or cultures that make the difference. It is whether they are populated by humans or Humans. (in case you missed it, I use the uncapitalized version of the word human is the bewildered race of animals; whereas, Humans (w/ capital) are sentiently aware and no longer cringing at what they perceive) Humans will make something far better of life. humans make it an insane struggle as they cringe.
Why do we cringe? That is what I have written about for decades. We cringe at the one, crucial and central legacy of the animal that continues to confound us, even though it is no longer necessary. It took one hundred generations to penetrate the stupour, from the point in time when we began to seek clarity. The only question I have left is how much longer will it take for us to get completely past the stupour to the accepted the fact of our loving nature?
Once so, do we frolic around as if we were in the preposterous Garden Of Eden without a thought in our heads? No can do. Our thinking and awareness are not going away. They are a huge part of what distinguishes us from animals. They have been damaged severely by our inability to penetrate the animal's stupour regarding the most natural act of love. The real Garden Of Eden, if you want to call it that, will be a Humanity minus the dystopia. A Human existence. Nothing more, nothing less.
I still can't quite decide to make any extrapolations about a Human future beyond the fact that, minus the disturbing dystopia caused by our denial of our sentient state, we will move forward, finally, as an emotionally mature, rational, loving race that cares as much about the whole of Humanity as oneself; as women do most of the time, when not dominated by animals are acting out the part of men whose minds have been educated but whose hearts have not.
More than any other life form, we have intent. So far, that intent has been aimless and destructive. We took our instruction manual from the animals and never updated it. It has been a scattershot by an race that has not yet prepared itself to deal with the sentient reality that it cannot avoid. Instead of opening up new worlds, it drive us into a destructive insanity.
Sentience seeks clarity. The prehuman distorts everything in its emotionally derailed and destructive confusion of remaining an animal.
There is no starting point to our Life's Work until we shed the baggage of the animal. The Human will perceive clarity, once we rid ourselves of the ongoing acceptance of the animal's failure that does not suit us.