The Human Condition
There are a lot of things that people are afraid of losing in life because of their hard work, and yes even I'm guilty of this fear. Sadly it seems to be part of the human condition. In society we are often taught to build ourselves up from small children to satisfy our future experience of being part of the big adult club. It's a big uphill battle of passing every single test that is supposed to mark us as complete individuals. Yet when we think we've finally made it, we are often left wanting. Grabbing our hair and staring in the mirror at dark circle encased eyes wondering why the hell we aren't happy and don't have fifty strippers feeding us from our cabana in Maui yet. Some of us never even make it to that point and drone away on the uphill battle with uncertainty of where our accomplishments and hard work will take us. Sometimes that's back down the hill too. This is where a lot of people get crushed under the boot of month to month living and fear of having enough money to pay the bills destroys our very being.
Don't get me wrong, dreams are a big part of being human and I'm sure a lot of people have the dream of living a life of simplicity. (If this is you, please feel free to stop reading my insane babbling and move on, if not please keep succumbing to my babble if you like it.) Some even work their way up the ladder to be able to pay for the life of freedom that they feel they deserve much later in life. Still, I'm often hearing from these same mouths they wished they'd spent more time being crazy when they were young.
What is that price tag for decades of a life that a person could have spent exploring who they are instead of waiting for that big payoff man to come knocking at their door handing them a certificate that has a big gold star and a briefcase of money. Excitedly proclaiming that all their hard work is finally done and NOW they can finally sit down and watch all the television they've ever wanted! Now they can finally make the choice to do what they've always desired before the reaper comes knocking in 10 to 15 years time!
As a society we are taught to deny our inner happiness with the idea that happiness will come and overflow us later on. This is a sacrifice of the human spirit of creation and exploration. It's this very idea that we should sacrifice what our inner child says to us that keeps us from living up to a life of self fulfillment or even self fulfilling work when you can find it. As people, we make choices, and those choices will always affect us in the long run of our own personal experience. This can mold us into either monsters or sheep. The choice is all up to us and what we want in the end. Cause and effect right? But how many of us have made the better choice that gave us all our heart desired?
One of the only ways to navigate this fire of tedium is perspective. Heck, perspective can fuel a person until they're dead. It's simple enough to change the experience of your asscheeks being pinched constantly by a cast of crabs into a positive one if you just changed your perspective, right? So that begs the question, when does that perspective become a lie you tell yourself and you keep getting your ass pinched and suffer for eternity? Asking yourself, "Gee, I wonder why my ass hurts so much?"
Morality can also play a huge part in why we make the choices we make on our own journey. But what can be said of morality if the human condition in our current society is to keep us as cogs in a large machine that satisfies a very small percentage of us and our own personal happiness? Surely more freedom, exploration and creativity should be important to us as a species when serving one another in some form or fashion? Shouldn't that start at home and in our education? That's how most of our great accomplishments as a race have come about. Innovation, creativity and intelligent ways of thinking outside of the proverbial box.
Expectations are a huge killer as well. Too often, myself included, we get caught up in the fear of letting someone down who has expectations of us and what we are doing to better their own experience over ours. This is something I can't seem to get my head around that we do as people. I suppose that's all about our own conditioning from the type of homes we grew up in. But what is the point of lying to yourself for the sake of others happiness and comfort? Even worse is sacrificing your personal wants and needs to fulfill the expectations of someone else who thinks they know what's better for you. That will actually destroy a person.
This is a travesty in life and it happens far more than I think people are willing to admit. Where is the joy in that kind of life? Damn, we only get one chance right? To this I say, don't be afraid to speak the truth even if it means you admit something to someone that you might disappoint in the end. Even if it makes you sound utterly insane. How can one even be happy if they can't say or do what they want out of fear of the outcome? That is personal bondage. This is a lesson I've learned in my own personal life lately and saying what I had to say to people around me has freed me from the personal prison I'd inhabited and kept inhabiting of my own free will. I was eating the key too, damn it tasted bitter. If you enjoy the taste of rust, keep on a' chewin' my friend.
I wonder what will happen to us as a race sometimes and what might happen the more workforce is replaced with something simpler and more efficient. How much longer money will be a driving force for our future and happiness? What happens when that collapses? Will that finally be the time that people get to explore what really makes them happy and fulfilled, or will it lead to another form of complacency or a different type of society that places new expectations on our human condition? Will we turn into pickles?
One can only hope it leads to us having free will to make our own choices without being influenced by family, religion, expectations of others, and suffering as every part of our life is stripped away and we are nothing but husks with no free will left. Perhaps then, and only then, will we be able to move beyond the need for greed and our personal experiences will be so important to us so they lead us to something even greater: truth, creativity, self fulfillment, innovation, happiness, and even the love we deny ourselves.
Failing that, just do a little something crazy before you die. That is worth more than the certificate with the gold star. The memory of doing what you wanted for once and freeing yourself from the shell you've created in order to fulfill some kind of half baked expectation. Just a thought.