The ignorance that exists within my psyche continually confounds and astounds me. Thusly, the ignorance I observe all around me in our existence as humans is beyond all my comprehension. It pushes my thoughts to their limits and forces me to ponder; how we are able to maintain any semblance of decorum amongst our conflicting perceptions? I wonder now more than ever if my individual ignorance will ever remove itself from my humanly perception.
This concept that I have labeled ignorance appears to me in the image of a huge boulder resisting the elements of the weather. The forces of reason don’t seem to have an effect on the tumultuous unyielding clutch it has on the delusional minds of all sentient beings otherwise known as humans. Could it be that we have actually deluded ourselves into believing that are our perceptions are truths. But truths change every day whether we know it or not. The universe does not know nor follow the rules of the human mind so what you believe today will not exist tomorrow. I know this because my limited perception is similar to the thought that the earth is still flat.
Yet like the rain, wind, sun and other environmental conditions that meet the boulder of ignorance, there is an erosion of the mass. Slowly over the course of many eons the boulder begins to yield and lose its density and each passing moment that it resists, it loses some of its mass and hold on the perceived reality of its existence. Even though it reluctantly clings to the falseness of the perception that it can last forever, it slowly fades.
And thus I wonder how long it will take for our humanness to overcome our ignorance, our hatred, our violent nature; how long do we have to wait until our emotional catharses occur? I fear that I will never witness such a great transformation of our species. This feeling of despair is based upon the fact that I have yet to find such a transformation or enlightenment within my own soul, mind, and heart. There are times when I feel we are a condemned species headed to ruin. Yet ever so faintly, there is a glimmer of hope that resides deep within that will not yield to utter despair. Slowly, over the eons, our ignorance will fade and I will meet you in a better place.
What is there to say about me? I am not sure if I am typical or not, average or not, smart or not, BUT I think I definitely have a sense of humor. I am an aging baby boomer wondering if I have something to say about the world as I see it.
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