Superhero complex.
Posted on Jan 21st, 2007
by
oraktoraeneo
This is something that I feel that I may have. And I do believe that what I have is not entirely exclusive to me. In my opinion, humanity, having come from the planet, evolution and it's processes, is an introspective species. One never sees a wolf walking to a bird and asking it how it's day was. Everyone here knows that humanity must look inside to find it's answers.
There is a widely perceived, though not well-known, theory that dictates that the universe sprung from a limitless well of energy, almost primordial in it's origins. Humanity, in it's infancy, was like any other animal - it saw it's surroundings and used them in order to survive. However, being so complex and "foreign" to the processes of nature, all it could do was look out more and more. It was then that humanity saw the boundless horizon and wished to find itself there, no matter how far. But, for it to really learn to Walk it had to See the ground it could walk on. Once it learned to walk and conquered the ground, it then wanted to Fly. To fly, it "mimicked the birds," following them along their paths, and it ultimately looked up. It was from this new direction that a new idea had come: the Other.
Now, having lived so much time with the Other, and all of it's forms, we are now upon the shore of a new (but very old) way of thinking: (the unity of) the One. For some of us, One is not an easy concept to grasp. We like ourselves, and equally love the beauty of what we See on the outside. This is probably the simplest idea of material existence; everything, essentially, outside of ourselves demonstrates no life without us to make it alive. Thus, it is (a) material.
The universe is itself and nothing more. I suppose, we are the universe aware of itself. All aspects, a single force that plays itself out. However, for many, it is not like this, especially for those of the present Earth. We do not yet recognize that everything is One and was always. But for now, all we do is witness the Other not as a piece of the universal whole, but as something else without an explanation. Of course, all the while, as it has been said, the answers are inside all of us, the miniverses; and if we were to look inside, we might delve into ourselves and complete the cycle that began with the birth of the One.
And now I come to the hub of the matter: there are, I believe, those that long to look inside, but are kept from this by the "duty" to make right what has been done to the many parts of the whole that were not thought to have an explanation. All of us wish to change the world, to make it whole - One! - as do I. (I have been constantly asked "why do you not focus on yourself, why do you give of your time when you need it the most?") This, I understand...but if everyone gave of themselves to everyone else, then wouldn't everyone have something?
We have been given a responsibility to this world, however, we all, too, have an obligation to ourselves, to complete the 'cycle' and know the Universe. Can there be a balance between these two forces in our lives? To be introspective and be extrospective. I feel that we must be one first, before the other... Maybe in the world, after this world, can we all be for our truest selves - because, only then will we all be.
And, finally, my ending point has to do with the way that I feel the preceding seems to have become twisted. Our time is valuable, we all understand this...but what makes it this way? Is it not what we choose, and the very fact that we can make choices? But, the content of our time has become so filled with exercises in fending for ourselves and fending off those that we feel might do us harm, that there seems to be no time to look inward. The introspective end of the common man's life has become rooted in fear of the outside. THIS is the status quo, where one becomes an automaton in the system, and to delve anywhere outward takes you only to the place that is right outside your front door, somewhere that should be a given freedom and not a controlled reprieve. To this end, we haven't progressed, at all. I do have hope, and would love to know that I am not alone in the way I feel.
There is a widely perceived, though not well-known, theory that dictates that the universe sprung from a limitless well of energy, almost primordial in it's origins. Humanity, in it's infancy, was like any other animal - it saw it's surroundings and used them in order to survive. However, being so complex and "foreign" to the processes of nature, all it could do was look out more and more. It was then that humanity saw the boundless horizon and wished to find itself there, no matter how far. But, for it to really learn to Walk it had to See the ground it could walk on. Once it learned to walk and conquered the ground, it then wanted to Fly. To fly, it "mimicked the birds," following them along their paths, and it ultimately looked up. It was from this new direction that a new idea had come: the Other.
Now, having lived so much time with the Other, and all of it's forms, we are now upon the shore of a new (but very old) way of thinking: (the unity of) the One. For some of us, One is not an easy concept to grasp. We like ourselves, and equally love the beauty of what we See on the outside. This is probably the simplest idea of material existence; everything, essentially, outside of ourselves demonstrates no life without us to make it alive. Thus, it is (a) material.
The universe is itself and nothing more. I suppose, we are the universe aware of itself. All aspects, a single force that plays itself out. However, for many, it is not like this, especially for those of the present Earth. We do not yet recognize that everything is One and was always. But for now, all we do is witness the Other not as a piece of the universal whole, but as something else without an explanation. Of course, all the while, as it has been said, the answers are inside all of us, the miniverses; and if we were to look inside, we might delve into ourselves and complete the cycle that began with the birth of the One.
And now I come to the hub of the matter: there are, I believe, those that long to look inside, but are kept from this by the "duty" to make right what has been done to the many parts of the whole that were not thought to have an explanation. All of us wish to change the world, to make it whole - One! - as do I. (I have been constantly asked "why do you not focus on yourself, why do you give of your time when you need it the most?") This, I understand...but if everyone gave of themselves to everyone else, then wouldn't everyone have something?
We have been given a responsibility to this world, however, we all, too, have an obligation to ourselves, to complete the 'cycle' and know the Universe. Can there be a balance between these two forces in our lives? To be introspective and be extrospective. I feel that we must be one first, before the other... Maybe in the world, after this world, can we all be for our truest selves - because, only then will we all be.
And, finally, my ending point has to do with the way that I feel the preceding seems to have become twisted. Our time is valuable, we all understand this...but what makes it this way? Is it not what we choose, and the very fact that we can make choices? But, the content of our time has become so filled with exercises in fending for ourselves and fending off those that we feel might do us harm, that there seems to be no time to look inward. The introspective end of the common man's life has become rooted in fear of the outside. THIS is the status quo, where one becomes an automaton in the system, and to delve anywhere outward takes you only to the place that is right outside your front door, somewhere that should be a given freedom and not a controlled reprieve. To this end, we haven't progressed, at all. I do have hope, and would love to know that I am not alone in the way I feel.

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