“The sleep of reason produces monsters” — Francisco Goya
The duality is creation, or anima (which is an inherently active, masculine energy) & destruction, or consumption (which is a passive, feminine energy). Being passive, the manifestation of consumption is naturally static, & therefore requires only a predilection to the Path of Least Resistance to accommodate its being. It may then be of interest to note that this stasis will sometimes institute the kinetics of the anima, the active life force. However deeply we desire to sustain, change is ubiquitously inevitable. Observing now that creation is dynamic, we can reason that its occurrence is considerably fleeting in contrast, requiring a conscious act of will to ingenerate. This duality is the very stuff from which tangible existence is sculpted.
Human nature is to consume, but also to produce. It took a decisive act of will to hunt & build shelters for survival, requisite in placating our need to devour. The ingenuity bequeathed to us by our insistent nature is that which spawned our consciousness; it is the very thing which enabled our species to make it out of the woods. Developing within us, the need to create must now forge a contemporary manifestation, however still to the same end. Rather than hunting game to fulfill our innate propensity, we now use our consequential intelligence to write symphonies & design buildings.
Conversely, it can be greatly tempting to romanticize our perversity; a tendency from which I am not exempt. We will never escape the truth that for all of our idealism, we are still imperfect beasts. There is nothing wrong with accepting & even reveling in this fact. It is even inherent in our genes to love being miserable. It is a coping mechanism left over from our primitive days, a way for a self aware creature to endure thru many unjust hardships. This is why many people unconsciously invite adversity into their lives. As humans we need something to cope with in order to validate our existence.
But to live only this truth, ignorant of evolutions insistence, is to invite torment from the darkened corners of our perception. To over identify with our animal self is to ensure that we are going nowhere. The human whom chooses the Path of Least Resistance can only passively react to stimuli. They are doomed to perpetuate a static cycle of woe which will never end until true sentience is employed. Taking responsibility & choosing to act can be our only salvation. This expression of cognizance is how we survived the Ice Age & it is also the only hope for Transhumanism to become a reality. Being enamored of negativity ensures entropy & eventually leads to the death of the life force. If you must be validated, try coping with the commitment to the quest for your own tranquility.
The unbalanced person is unable to find true bliss. Those whom chose only to consume & not create will find that they cannot be satisfied with it. Our society which banks on the ignorance of this process, has convinced us all that cheer is the objective & to shun suffering at all costs. This can only lead to regret. It is not unhappiness which is a given, it is the need to consume. If one will not summon the anima to perform conscious acts of creation, the balance is lost & felicity will continue to elude. Peace is not the objective, objectivity is peace. The careful task of becomming unbiased allows the course of balancing the self to run smoothly & unfettered. Those whom endeavor to seek only the positive (or negative, for that matter) will find disappointment in the face of objective truth. Pain is not an enemy to be evaded or eradicated. Suffering will come regardless of efforts to avoid it. Rather than to circumvent suffering, detaching the ego to step outside the self allows one to surpass it & learn from their mistakes, lest they foolishly relive them. Remember that the universe is impersonal, & will continue to unfold as it will with or without you. Only then can the subject detach from the moment holding them back (stasis) & develop into a more appropriate, thus more comfortable state. This is nature’s objective. Rising above the situation awakens our ability to create our own reality.
Transhuman endeavor is the ultimate creative act. It allows for the human to transcend & take evolution into its own hands. Of all life on this planet, only the human is capable of this act. Our consciousness allows us to exceed our biology in the face of stasis. A complacent animal can see no incentive to enact its own survival, & this means death for any species. So it is easy to see how suffering is necessary for growth. Adapt or die.
The urgencies of these dual necessities press our faces to the dirt with all the weight of our material distractions. But even the fertile seed of an oak must push its way thru dirt & filth in the effort to reach the sun. & it can even achieve this while lacking our decided advantage of awareness (tho some may view it as a disadvantage; if so, you haven’t been listening). Those whom take for granted the opportunities latent in free will are doomed to enact their own unconsciously decided fates. Those whom evade their human responsibility to take action & create their own reality forfeit any claims to sympathy. This is a right which must be earned, irrefutably. Continue this habit of complacency & accept your fate of stasis. Or choose, right now, to write your own destiny. With objective discernment & determination to act, this is not only possible, but true. The future of the species depends entirely on this decision. To forsake yourself is to forsake us all, & nature’s law of cause & effect will see that you are held accountable.
Humans are not prey. Refuse to be a victim.
There are those who think that life
Has nothing left to chance
With a host of holy horrors
To direct our aimless danceA planet of playthings
We dance on the strings
Of powers we cannot perceive
The stars arent aligned —
Or the gods are malign
Blame is better to give than receiveYou can choose a ready guide
In some celestial voice
If you choose not to decide
You still have made a choiceYou can choose from phantom fears
And kindness that can kill
I will choose a path thats clear
I will choose free willThere are those who think that theyve been dealt a losing hand
The cards were stacked against them —
They werent born in lotus-landAll preordained
A prisoner in chains
A victim of venomous fate
Kicked in the face
You cant pray for a place
In heavens unearthly estateEach of us
A cell of awareness
Imperfect and incomplete
Genetic blends
With uncertain ends
On a fortune hunt
Thats far too fleet…

