Is there ultimate truth? A true reality. Something void of the viewer’s perception?
The quest for knowledge we endlessly set our self’s on, hoping to find this very thing. Some ultimate truth. We analyse, and analyse, quickly concluding. Jumping to the next issue in need of an explanation. Then going back, revising, rewording and reanalysing. It’s a drive that essentially makes us human. The ’search for truth’. Individually, this manifests itself as our drive to always be heading in some 'direction'. To whatever we deem successful.
This search is why anything exists. Moving humanity forward, sometimes backward, but never stopping. We want the 'truth', a concrete reality. Coming up with mechanisms of finding it. Whether it be science, philosophy or even religion. It's a drive for the betterment of humanity and life itself. Simultaneously, it’s a way of keeping our self's busy from a reality we don’t want to accept. Living in constant rejection of what’s right here.
A way of coping with the meaninglessness of existence. Why accept what is, when you can say there’s more, a reason to keep going. Disregarding the fact that there’s never more, only new ways of interpreting and explaining information that’s been here the whole time. Information that is us, that we are made from, and all must know on some level. With no words or system to explain it yet.
On one hand, this constant search for knowledge is important. Making things easier, understandable, and ‘progressive’. On the other hand, it brings out what essentially makes us human. Distraction from the suffering. As if something’s going to come along one day and solve everything. Stopping the struggle.
But what else are we to do but live in a paradox? Fighting for knowledge, for good, for the betterment of life. Knowing that it’s all pointless. That we all die. The Earth will be engulfed by the sun. The universe will retract and suck us back into the nothingness we came from, or whatever doom and gloom scenario happens to be reality.
We can live in a constant state of existential dread, give up and let things fizzle out. But these aren’t the rules the universe goes by. Why would life push so hard for its survival if it were better off not existing?
Things exist because existence itself sees the fight as something better than no fight at all.
The downfall of being human is we’re smart enough to see and feel the meaninglessness, the never-ending battle, and conclude that it’s not worth continuing. The benefit, realizing it doesn’t have to be a ‘fight’, and maybe never was intended to be. That it could just simply be a dance or a song. No reason, no drive to get to the end, but just to enjoy it through each passing moment.
It feels like a fight, like a struggle. Even from birth, most of us are startled by the bright lights, the unknown people, and loud noises. Growing up, the suppression of our 'negative' emotions and instincts. Domestication we’re put through to fit in society, to be normal, for our 'survival'. The childish wonder we’re all born with is quickly diminished by the harshness of the world we’re brought into. Society, our parents, make it an effort to tell us that this is a fight for survival, you have to keep your guard up, and that it’s all very serious. No wonder it's stuck in our heads that life isn’t supposed to playful, ‘fun’, or something to be truly enjoyed.
And what for? Being put through vicarious prepping as if there’s some finale, an end goal. It starts at school. A warm-up to the game the rest of the world plays. “You need to do this, so you’ll be able to do that. Then once you’ve done that, here’s a new thing for you to do, and do it well or else you ‘lose’… and now repeat.” You can only go so long before coming to the realisation there’s no end goal, just a made-up battle that has no end. A ladder that’s been invented for you to climb, with no forethought to where it goes, because it doesn’t go anywhere.
No wonder depression has spread through the world like some new highly infectious disease. It was only a matter of time before the ecosystem we call society collapsed upon itself. Going by rules that simply can’t be sustained. People progressively started realising this is it, after being told their whole lives there was always more.
Like all things, there needs to be a balance. Which this current system hasn’t found. A part of human nature, the ‘search for truth/search to keep our self's busy’ is supposed to be just that, a part of human nature. Not the whole thing. Something happened where we jumped on this aspect of ourselves and pushed it into overdrive. Only becoming worse from there.
Realising that all there is is now. No real ‘future’, just something that exists in our heads. It’s frightening. But only because our current culture has been on the opposite side of the spectrum, there’s been no exploration of this ‘now’ reality.
We pushed away these older values because of their destructiveness. They became outdated, religions were formed to never change the rules. Going directly against our need to revise, reanalyse and update. We mistakenly made these dogmatic beliefs completely take the place of where they originated from. Instead of initial ideas like love, peace or meaning, it quickly just became ‘Christianity’, ‘Islam’, ‘Hinduism’ and so on. Just a name, a set of rules, created by humans.
Society is due for a revitalising of these universal values, not through religion but instead needs to become an inherent part of our culture. If we can find a balance with this ‘truth search’, mixing the two is how humanity will thrive.
They're paths to the same place. This search sprung up as a way of finding universal truth, but we forgot to bring the values with us, which are exactly that. They provide half the answer to the question.
The quest for knowledge we endlessly set our self’s on, hoping to find this very thing. Some ultimate truth. We analyse, and analyse, quickly concluding. Jumping to the next issue in need of an explanation. Then going back, revising, rewording and reanalysing. It’s a drive that essentially makes us human. The ’search for truth’. Individually, this manifests itself as our drive to always be heading in some 'direction'. To whatever we deem successful.
This search is why anything exists. Moving humanity forward, sometimes backward, but never stopping. We want the 'truth', a concrete reality. Coming up with mechanisms of finding it. Whether it be science, philosophy or even religion. It's a drive for the betterment of humanity and life itself. Simultaneously, it’s a way of keeping our self's busy from a reality we don’t want to accept. Living in constant rejection of what’s right here.
A way of coping with the meaninglessness of existence. Why accept what is, when you can say there’s more, a reason to keep going. Disregarding the fact that there’s never more, only new ways of interpreting and explaining information that’s been here the whole time. Information that is us, that we are made from, and all must know on some level. With no words or system to explain it yet.
On one hand, this constant search for knowledge is important. Making things easier, understandable, and ‘progressive’. On the other hand, it brings out what essentially makes us human. Distraction from the suffering. As if something’s going to come along one day and solve everything. Stopping the struggle.
But what else are we to do but live in a paradox? Fighting for knowledge, for good, for the betterment of life. Knowing that it’s all pointless. That we all die. The Earth will be engulfed by the sun. The universe will retract and suck us back into the nothingness we came from, or whatever doom and gloom scenario happens to be reality.
We can live in a constant state of existential dread, give up and let things fizzle out. But these aren’t the rules the universe goes by. Why would life push so hard for its survival if it were better off not existing?
Things exist because existence itself sees the fight as something better than no fight at all.
The downfall of being human is we’re smart enough to see and feel the meaninglessness, the never-ending battle, and conclude that it’s not worth continuing. The benefit, realizing it doesn’t have to be a ‘fight’, and maybe never was intended to be. That it could just simply be a dance or a song. No reason, no drive to get to the end, but just to enjoy it through each passing moment.
It feels like a fight, like a struggle. Even from birth, most of us are startled by the bright lights, the unknown people, and loud noises. Growing up, the suppression of our 'negative' emotions and instincts. Domestication we’re put through to fit in society, to be normal, for our 'survival'. The childish wonder we’re all born with is quickly diminished by the harshness of the world we’re brought into. Society, our parents, make it an effort to tell us that this is a fight for survival, you have to keep your guard up, and that it’s all very serious. No wonder it's stuck in our heads that life isn’t supposed to playful, ‘fun’, or something to be truly enjoyed.
And what for? Being put through vicarious prepping as if there’s some finale, an end goal. It starts at school. A warm-up to the game the rest of the world plays. “You need to do this, so you’ll be able to do that. Then once you’ve done that, here’s a new thing for you to do, and do it well or else you ‘lose’… and now repeat.” You can only go so long before coming to the realisation there’s no end goal, just a made-up battle that has no end. A ladder that’s been invented for you to climb, with no forethought to where it goes, because it doesn’t go anywhere.
No wonder depression has spread through the world like some new highly infectious disease. It was only a matter of time before the ecosystem we call society collapsed upon itself. Going by rules that simply can’t be sustained. People progressively started realising this is it, after being told their whole lives there was always more.
Like all things, there needs to be a balance. Which this current system hasn’t found. A part of human nature, the ‘search for truth/search to keep our self's busy’ is supposed to be just that, a part of human nature. Not the whole thing. Something happened where we jumped on this aspect of ourselves and pushed it into overdrive. Only becoming worse from there.
Realising that all there is is now. No real ‘future’, just something that exists in our heads. It’s frightening. But only because our current culture has been on the opposite side of the spectrum, there’s been no exploration of this ‘now’ reality.
We pushed away these older values because of their destructiveness. They became outdated, religions were formed to never change the rules. Going directly against our need to revise, reanalyse and update. We mistakenly made these dogmatic beliefs completely take the place of where they originated from. Instead of initial ideas like love, peace or meaning, it quickly just became ‘Christianity’, ‘Islam’, ‘Hinduism’ and so on. Just a name, a set of rules, created by humans.
Society is due for a revitalising of these universal values, not through religion but instead needs to become an inherent part of our culture. If we can find a balance with this ‘truth search’, mixing the two is how humanity will thrive.
They're paths to the same place. This search sprung up as a way of finding universal truth, but we forgot to bring the values with us, which are exactly that. They provide half the answer to the question.
