"No other technique for the conduct of life attaches the individual so firmly to reality as laying emphasis on work; for his work at least gives him a secure place in a portion of reality, in the human community." |
Where do you fit in? |
We spend much of our lives rationalising our ego-centric goals: Justifying selfish thoughts with selfless, utilitarian premises. In this way our idealised vision of ourselves is perpetuated, Simultaneously providing a costume in which to mingle with society. Only in safety and privacy do we feel comfortable stripping off the clothes that bind us, Like a lunatic having their straight jacket removed once securely inside their cell for the night. Being seen for what you truly are is terrifying, as well as electrifying: Nakedness is sacred, and thus so too is privacy.
We paint the protruding bulge of our desires with pleasing colours and shapes, Something like a chameleon, fat with stolen honey. This grotesque attire is necessary when great numbers of animals congregate, Social cohesion requires a source uniformity, a common ground. Yet the cultural conforms, like social poly-filler, seals its subjects into place, Restricting free movement of mind and body. Certain techniques and substances dissolve the grid of deceit, Revealing the landscape below and above: By liberating the individual from the deeply worn tracks that we tread, They are given the chance to climb out of that network of trenches and walk a new path. Why else would the most powerful psycho-social solvents, Those that break down doors, rather than painstakingly picking the lock, Why else would these soma be rejected within a rigid social framework? |
You have options:
Meld with the group mind |
Become one within your self |