Reason is salvation

Ego is malleable, it is the conscious and unconscious social part of a person, feeding on experiences and everything around it. It is therefore prone to envy and can easily lead the way to corruption.For example, let’s say that ego is constantly immersed in an environment where more is better. Take a medium like the television where ego is constantly confronted with the sight of rich kids and fat cats who seem to have it so easy. Ego takes it all in, even when you least expect it. It becomes that creeping little voice at the back of the mind chanting “Why not me? Why can’t I have this too?...”

I’m far from immune to it and all I can do is chose to forcefully ignore it. 

Perhaps it is futile to rant about these things, perhaps it makes you sound childish. But does it make it irrelevant? Does it make it any less true? As I wrote before, there are topics we know about, that we’ve heard so many times that we become immune to their truthfulness. We dismiss the rant as pointless because we already assumed nothing can be done. If no one ever stood against what the majority has ended up finding “normal” or better than the alternative, then how would we ever evolve? You need the moaners, those who will make you sick to your stomach because they keep pointing at what is wrong and one day they might just trigger a need for you to find solutions. It’s almost akin to the butterfly effect, in a way. Some place out there rises the echo of a person’s rant which bears a certain degree of truth and one day that echo might just happen to travel far enough to find another person’s ear who will then do something about it and so on.

I do rant a lot. It is a mixture of frustration and a sense of being powerless. I’m aware that all I can do is point at the wrongs and very rarely come up with a solution that would work in a world like ours. Even using “world” irritates my senses for it is such a general term that it is easy to fall into the trap of generalisations and sickening vagueness. What I do know is that athough what I do is rant, my points aren’t necesssarily far removed from a reality that simply lacks solutions at present.

What I now come to realise is that there is a very fine line between idealism and childish naivety. Perhaps I’m but a mere child at heart and my opinions never really grew out of a fantasy world. Adults would look down on this, yet who can say, hand on heart, that adult views, far removed from all childhood remnants, are for the better? Why is it they couldn’t be in fact a factor in how bad things sometimes turn out in our daily lives?

We go through childhood for a reason and I can’t understand why we shouldn’t have to remember crutial moments that adults could nurture, such as an appreciation of the simplest things, or that sense of profund empathy children often display. While they also display the cruellest streaks in their development because it is something children must go through to understand their own limits, adults have a chance to keep what was good and reject the negative. I think that I’m just too pacifist a person and I forget that others simply don’t have my degree of sensitivity.