Quite often what one want to say had been said already, often in better ways. As an example, some quotes from some well known/not so well known, writers…
Monsters exist, but they are too few in number to be truly dangerous. More dangerous are the common men, the functionaries ready to believe and to act without asking questions. — Primo Levi, Holocaust survivor
Political language is designed to make lies sound truthful and murder respectable, and to give an appearance of solidity to pure wind. – George Orwell
Truth in the hand of one person is still the truth. [unknown]
Quote from Ronin (movie): Well, either you’re part of the solution, or you’re part of the problem, either that or you’re just part of the landscape.
What automatically creates fear? Any belief in limitation, inadequacies and shortages. (Unknown)
Truth is merely opinions with strong survival instincts (Unknown)
The wonder of science is how vast a return of speculation you get from such a trifling investment of fact (Mark Twain)
Where religion brought hate and called it the search for divine love, science brings death and calls it the quest for eternal life. (Mark Braunstein)
“If you do not specify and confront real issues, what you say will surely obscure them. If you do not alarm anyone morally, you yourself remain morally asleep. If you do not embody controversy, what you say will be an acceptance of the drift of the coming human hell.” – C. WRIGHT MILLS (1916-1962) American sociologist
Governments in capitalist society are but committees of the rich to manage the affairs of the capitalist class (James Connolly)
If they give you ruled paper, write the other way. – Juan Ramón Jiménez
The phrase “conspiracy theory” is usually exploited as a way to dismiss facts and evidence without consideration on the basis that the official story is the only story that has any validity. In other words, the official story requires no justification because the authorities are infallible and always have our best interests at heart. (Brandon Smith)
“He who dares not offend cannot be honest.” ― Thomas Paine
The history of our race, and each individual’s experience, are sown thick with evidence that a truth is not hard to kill and that a lie told well is immortal. (Mark Twain) “After all, the lies did serve to keep something from somebody, and that somebody was us.” ― Jerome Doolittle
There you have it, a few bits of wisdom, particularly as it explains “man’s” propensity to continue to trust “his” bureaucracy at the expense of his own innate awareness. I just finished reading Larry Niven’s “Lucifer’s Hammer” and continue to be astounded at the power of the status quo. Here is a book describing from one author’s viewpoint what the world would look like after a cometary strike that destroys most of the world’s population, basically civilization. What do the survivors of cataclysm and wars do? They seek to reestablish their civilization. Why? Because hardly anyone prior to the disaster thought about what to do if given a second chance. Billions die in horrible circumstances and ultimately… NOTHING CHANGES.
It’s been a while hasn’t it. My right hand continues to improve, enough now I can try typing again. I read/hear a lot of things about the current state of being and find it fascinating, really. The more I ponder, the furthest I seek to reach in our past and into our future, leaving the ‘middle’ with the endless question: who are we/what am I? Sticking with the singular: what is my purpose (apart from having none)? If I do have a purpose, is it singular or collective? I think that’s a very fair question in the midst of it all. If I choose ‘singular’ then I have an open slate. If I choose ‘collective’ then I have the task of choosing which collective(s) I want to be associated with, and must keep up the awareness that such a choice can only be temporary since change is the order of the day. I.e., my collective choice does not remove the problem of leading or adapting to on-going change.
Let’s go with ‘singular’ choice as regards purpose before I choose my purpose. That doesn’t mean I won’t be interacting with others (you) but it means that my chosen purpose will override my decisions and for good or ill it means that if the choices offered by whatever collective violate my own sense of purpose then I have the choice and must have the power to say a categorical ‘No’ and go my own way, no matter what that does to my reputation or well-being. So far OK?
What do i mean by “going my own way?” It means I’ve decided that I am an individual. That means I see myself as being fully alive, not just physically but morally and spiritually. That’s scary. For most, life consists of going through the motions: work, play,entertainment and sometimes joining others in demonstrations or revolutions when there seems to be no choice. But what about for a real individual? To answer that, one has to be certain about who one is, and that means knowing beyond any doubt what it means to be alive.
When I speak of life I mean that I speak of a state of being represented by inexhaustible possibilities. Nothing is ever “good enough” or “satisfactory.” If I find myself saying “it is what it is” — to end an argument or avoid one — it doesn’t mean that I believe that, I can’t. An individual always has an answer even if in most cases s/he cannot state it without getting into trouble with believers; with the status quo. We have enough historical evidence of unwise people who insisted on forcing their views on their persecutors and ended up on a scaffold or a cross. To what end?
The person who is truly alive does not need to convince anyone else, that being the beauty and curse of being an individual. The curse because I cannot defend myself against the mob (all collectives are essentially mobs) and the beauty showing me that I do not need to defend whatever it is…
I’ll close this by saying that I have a purpose: not to defend, not to prove this against that, but simply to go on opening those endless Pandora’s boxes of possibilities.
“There was a guy in prison named Jackson,” said Shadow as he ate, “worked in the prison library. He told me that they changed the name from Kentucky Fried Chicken to KFC because they didn’t serve real chicken anymore. It’s become this genetically modified mutant thing,k like a giant centipede with no head, just segment after segment of legs and breasts and wings. It’s fed through nutrient tubes. This guy said the government wouldn’t let them use the word chicken.”
Mr. Ibis raised his eyebrows. “You think that’s true?”
“Nope. Now, my old cellmate, Low Key, he said they changed the name because the word ‘fried’ had become a bad word. Maybe they wanted people to think that the chicken cooked itself.”
(from American Gods – Neil Gaiman)