Special

Don Davis
Don Davis

When there are billions and billions of people in this world, it’s just impossible to feel special and unique. It matters to feel unique because each person is innately locked into ego-centrism, that is, seeing the world only as if the observer where at the very center of it. How can we look at it any other way?

So when we’re reminded of that fact, that we’re not unique, we feel lost and vulnerable. In fact all of us feel lonely at least once every single day, some more, some less. Not everyone can recall that moment, chances are its obscured by reaching for the next comfort.

We’ll do whatever we can to step feeling so lonely. We build walls and construct foundations. Flimsy as they might be, these walls are important to a humans well being. They’re comprised of baseball, of television programs, interest in fashion, computer games or sci-fi books, studies into scientific principles or perhaps religion. Even the self-aware must stand on one column of surety before destroying the one they just jumped from.

When someone comes along and points out that much of these activities are futile, banal and unfulfilling, we can easily reject it on principles of the observers ‘personal perspective’.

When the observers states solid factual evidence as to why said activity is pointless and lacks substance, we reject them, but this time a little more desperately, stating more generalized reasons as to the importance of said activity, such as family bonding, social acceptance, feeling part of something greater than oneself and so on.

When the observer persists, in the face of increasing frustration, the negative affirmation is applied, that being as it is, there is nothing wrong with this activity, ‘it doesn’t hurt anyone’ or ‘what’s wrong with liking this?’. Frequently this questioning reverses and the observer will come under fire for criticizing, or having some ulterior motive for questioning the activity in the first place.

Whatever motives the observer has in questioning one activity or another is unimportant. What matters is the vehement defense of these activities. I believe that people are deathly afraid of unstructured time, of a world without distractions where the brain might start to churn over the concepts of its own existence. It’s not an encouraging view, I can tell you. People need these distractions, as surely as we need food and water.

If you’re one of those people that observes and sees the lack of importance in every day things, who finally sheds the clothes of consumerism and stands bare in front of the world, who is like the 8th juror in a room full of angry men, come what may, don’t look down on those who can’t. Don’t pick them to pieces. Let them have it their walls, their foundations. Don’t pity them either. It’s not like you can claim happiness anyway, you have little better to offer them.


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