Why are we here?

Perhaps I am the only one asking the question and I should just fall back in line and carry on doing what I should be doing. Nothing to see here …

To find purpose and passion in life? Are we merely robots, carbon copies of previous generations, fighting the same fights, trying to eek out a living doing what we’re good at?

How much do we really think for ourselves? Truly …

My thinking isn’t exactly straight forward, many things come into view that seemingly connect but being able to put into words and sentences that are understandable, the exercise eludes me. This happens with most thoughts I have …

I’m in limbo currently, so have time to find ways of coping with silence. In between earthly pursuits you might say. With many emotions bubbling to the surface which need to find some way out into thought, unbridled by distractions.

When we look at our lives, at our history … and turn to look into the future, what differences will we see? Are we hopeful of a turning point, a realization perhaps? Or are we on a pre-destined path to something much the same …

It’s as though all of our motivations are on repeat, unable to find a drink that fully quenches our thirst. Knowledge is spoon fed and experience is limited. Although we can find some comfort, it’s hardly ever deep and meaningful, just fake and surface level, like a mirage …

Whilst some are busy securing shelter and sustenance, often caught up in day to day struggles and suffering, others are distancing themselves, forever fearful, distracting and escaping their reality.

Like rats in a maze, we perform and react in the circus that is life.

There are many movies that cover this theme, such as Dark Planet and The Matrix, although in a fantasy based fashion, it’s somewhat indicative of our reality. The characters in such films could be represented as programs running in our own minds, and not external entities as the movies suggest. Your essence trapped within the existence that your experience is telling you is real. Like a prison with no bars, just the belief of who you are and what you must do inserted into your psyche.

Our needs are replaced by wants and we feed our egos with junk.

I see a time in the past that we had little to none of the kinds of influences put upon us we have today, our lives being much simpler, aligning with the natural balance of the universe.

Many tribes of our forefathers losing their place to the dominant, ego-driven culture that is modern society. Our ability to think for ourselves shrinking by the decade, tragically.

Our social structure replaced by a not so social media, ego driven and toxic, just the way it was designed to be. The internet turns analog into digital, human interaction reduced to a series of zeros and ones, likes and trolls, encouraging black and white thinking, and yet more reactions.

It’s as though, unknowingly we have been misled, our minds corrupted, our values tested, morals broken, and anything that’s questioned during the process is subjugated, a chess game against the most brilliant of minds.

Our ability to think for ourselves is often under attack, our motivations are hijacked and intentions trained to work against us.

This may present a very negative perspective and there are perhaps many individuals that are seemingly happy doing what they do, escaping their own realities and ignoring the dire consequences that lie ahead. Each civilization has gone through the same cycle for millennia, the masses controlled by the few, stripped of their true identity, given a name and number, a class or perhaps a religion in order for them to serve their purpose for the greater good.

Men and women who believe themselves to be better, to be almost godlike, pulling the strings without conscience or consequence. Far removed from the toil of others, finding opportunity in absolutely everything, in order to further their personal gains and ultimately, their grip on power.

Keeping everyone in a bubble, separated yet connected, seems to be the normal operating mode currently. Unless you have a tight grip on conformity, you’ll often experience a rough ride with endless barricades around every corner.

The circus with all its side shows is merely there to keep our minds distracted from our individual, perhaps creative thoughts, to keep our biological operating system busy with processing outside events, on high alert anxiety mode, all the time reacting and distracting, all the time becoming lesser human and more machine-like.

As we become more immersed in the digital realm, reliant on AI to do our thinking for us, what purpose will we be serving then?