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.
The frustrations of an overthinker 