Some things that have occurred in my life in the past few weeks have shown me only too clearly the most hideous nature of humanity. The self-centred nature of Men (used to represent all human kind - female and male) that exist is the reason I have lost faith in people and in the world in general. I no longer believe in that we are capable of doing good to our fellow Men. The "slow failure" is probably the best way to describe this experiment we call life. When the day those who seem good are shown for what they really are: evil, self centred hypocrites; we know we have failed. Failed the great dream that once was humanity. Aristotle once wrote "Men, though they look, fail to see what is well-being, what is the good in life."
Religion isn't the answer. In fact it's far from it. It divides us ever more sharply. How can we talk about doing God's work, of showing compassion and kindness when the only thing our hearts and minds focus on is on our own gains and benefits. We plead to the world to listen to us, to look at us to show the way. We proclaim it to the world! "Kindness and compassion to all!" We even use it to represent ourselves on MSN and other chat programs. Its so much easier to hide our true nature on a computer screen then in real life. But the truth is, we are so dark, so evil and so twisted inside that we believe our own lies that we are doing everything for the betterment of humanity. All we do is make use of who we can, whenever we can, hiding behind whatever reason we choose to make ourselves feel better. We do it so often we believe in our own bullshit. Humanity hates itself.
All we are doing is slowly killing the little hope that people already have in the goodness of the human heart. We kill ourselves with our own hypocrisy. It's a sad day indeed when the flower of hope begins its slow decay with our souls.
Some of us try to do what is right. We live by the idea that compassion (one that is not ultimately self-serving and pure form of compassion) is the only way we can restore hope within the human race; to once again believe we as a race can achieve what we were designed for but this journey is long and this journey is tiring and for the first time in my life, I'm not sure if I can find the strength within myself to carry on. I've grown tired of the evils of humanity. But everyone has limits. And I am truly tired.
Wednesday, 23 May 2007
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