psyche

I think life will be fun. As far as I can tell, it’s full of hypocrisy, jealousy, suffering and delusion; it seems like a good challenge. Everything I see is based either on some random cosmic chance, a human selfish desire or a human misconception. Maybe the right thing is never done for the right reasons. I think my viewpoint is skewed because I’m not much of an empathy guy, but what if it’s a trick? The most extreme end of this viewpoint is fairly egocentric and consists of the belief that the entire world is a fabrication to deceive the believer. As one traverses the scale one enters “deception of masses”, “deception of humanity” and finally “lack of reality” territory. Applied specifically to this situation, these principles yield the possibility that no-one is really a good person - neutral at best - but no-one admits it. A sad facet of our strange tradition of, well, tradition? The involuntary absorption of the ideals and beliefs of our forerunners and contemporaries!

No-one really does the right thing, and even when it seems to be the right thing, it’s never for the right reason!

I am neither a pessimist nor a nihilist - by choice at least. I don’t choose to see a set of beliefs and adopt them. I choose to describe what I see in the simplest terms possible and what I end up creating is a rather sobering vision of a completely twisted species, entangled in its own perverse artifice.

Alas.

Pax