Conformity – The frustrations of an overthinker

The truth is an illusion – it’s actually not real!

Being human is wonderfully bizarre; full of contradiction and confusion.

The truth is subjective; it’s personal to you. It’s an illusion and is only loosely based on your reality. Actual reality is the confusing complex combobulation of centuries of uncoordinated activities hashing together in the chaos of the world. It’s far beyond our comprehension so to make sense of it, we create our own simplistic version of it which we call the truth.

In seeking sense and order maybe we can find meaning and purpose? This is an arduous endeavour into confusion and turmoil to try and make sense of our contradictory and infinitely disarrayed world. So we stick with conformity and simple pleasures; and why not, our minds probably aren’t capable of conceptualising what’s actually going on.

Why do we have to know what the actual truth is? Why can’t we accept that we’ll never know? Can we only be at peace once when we can believe our version of the truth, therefore giving ourselves meaning in this meaningless world. Marx stated that the truth can only be real if it is tested and proved in practise. That all sounds great but one person’s interpretation of the results will differ from another so which is the truth?

As human’s we’re annoyingly curious and people labelled as conspiracy theorists tend to be avidly curious. We seek the truth – we want to know what’s really going on!

Or at least we think we do. We succumb to the dumbing down of conforming to lead an easier life so we create our own truth. The truth isn’t factual about what’s actually going on. The truth is just congruent with our experiences and fits with our interpretation of the information we’re fed. This interpretation will always be flawed which creates even further deviation away from what’s real especially when the information we’re fed is exaggerated and manipulated to fit someone’s belief or ideal. This belief or ideal could be a journalist, dictator, government or whoever is seeking to sell it.

Once we create our truth, we then find ways to reinforce this. We don’t like our belief to be questioned as it messes with our fragile minds so we aggressively defend them, sometimes to the death. How our forefathers will see us a bunch of primitive twats who went to war to kill each other because some of us think our make-believe God is better than others’.

So no wonder we’re all confused wondering what the fuck is going on. To help us make sense and for us to live as a mass of beings, society creates conformity to swoop in like a crazy narcissistic super-hero to brainwash us into the bliss of believable ignorance. And we all love a bit of bliss! With ignorance, we can live our lives simply – work, buy, consume and die whilst spawning to replace ourselves in the hope that they’ll be able to a better job. Whether we’re controlled by bots, reptiles or the world is just part of an intergalactic game we may never know. So we have our conformity and our creation our version of truth as it allows us to make some sense.

Mediocrity is Just a Wanky Reaction to Society’s Need for us to Conform

Mediocrity enrages me especially when I see it in myself and in my own life. The way society encourages and manipulates us to conform means that most people just give up and live on some shit autopilot planet of doing the 2.4 kids, 9-5 meaningless shit work and feel a bit wild by having half a glass of pinot while listening to Coldplay.

It’s such a soft and submissive response to allow your life to be dictated to where you go through the day without purpose until you die, just to leave your offspring to do the same. Does society need these ant-like characters to exist to keep it going. I guess it does in society’s present form but then it’s that self-feeding system where nothing changes. Society runs well because people conform but then many lose their identity as they’re swallowed up and rewarded for being just like everyone else. The most obvious rewards from peer and societal approval and a monthly salary that is just enough to fulfil your needs but not enough to feel secure enough to break free from the rat race. But that doesn’t really matter, as you’re so conditioned to accept your place in society, that even if you could afford to not work, you wouldn’t have fucking clue what else to do. Obviously the conspiracy theorist twats will see this all the government’s doing where they control us to fund their lifestyles but at least they have the bollocks to question what’s going on and they don’t automatically accept the spoon of mediocrity so readily.

Like most of our annoyances, they’re born out of our own relationship with them and fear of them. So I fear being a mediocre twat and it concerns me when I see evidence of this in myself and there’s a lot of fucking evidence tbf. I live in a suburban semi, have kids, a wife, pets and spend too much time on social media or watching shit on telly because I’m too tired from working to provide the mediocre life to do anything else on most evenings. Pre-adult mediocrity, I went out more, explored more and felt less of a need for routine and structure to keep me grounded. Now I’m emotionally attached to these things and feel out of control should something slip or alter. I’ve unwittingly become a victim of conditioning.

So to be more free means engaging in my identity more? Being expressive and creative. I shall write ‘I love Coldplay’ in large letters in the road in my own shit as a first step and see how this feels. I may have to save my bodily waste product for few days which may not be pleasant and if this becomes my signature art style it’s possible that I’ll lose the said wife and suburban comfort. Maybe that’s the test I need: To lose it to see if I’d miss the world I’ve been conditioned to create.