It's curious that we have learning institutions and scientific research and development facilities of the highest caliber dedicated to finding out the answer to the only question we all have in common, whether you are a tomato picker or an aeronautical engineer: ‘Why are we here?’ In other words, what is the purpose of mankind? Everything else is inconsequential. We have lost less essential data over the course of the last ten years alone. For example, correct language. English, Spanish, French, German, Mandarin. If language deterioration is true of the language we know, I’d volunteer that all languages across the world are experiencing the same tragedy. As illogical as it sounds, there are those who think being anti-correct makes them different. Some street rappers and local fans subscribe to this belief. And yes, it does make them different- glaringly, obviously so. If I were to say to a group of philosophers that Socrates was not wise, to stand apart as unique within the group I’m sure I would have no problem distinguishing myself as one rotund idiot.
‘What is correct?’ someone will be bound to ask – and the answer is of course, subjective. In communication, correct, at least to me, would be to use the necessary vocabulary that most closely resembles the expression to be conveyed. What? Nobody remembers taking association tests? Grunts and one-syllable words do convey an image, but lets be honest, there’s a lot more to be expressed in the world than basic banality. Language is communication. This is why there are so many tragic, misunderstood miseries in the world. Language, as important as it is, and which decline we have witnessed over the course of our own generation, is one of those minor losses compared to the crucial knowledge of what our individual and communal purposes in life are? What are we here for?
The most advanced courses, the most advanced information, the most advanced teachings are available to those searching the origins of man. And the only practical reason of possessing this knowledge is to know what our purpose is. The purpose of bees (well, some of them anyway) is to pollinate. Without it, the food chain would be fatally flawed.
Did we at some point in our ancient past, know why we are here and what we are supposed to be doing here? Perhaps. We at least knew how to cut giant stones with such precise accuracy that hundreds of thousand years later they fit so tightly together that a razor blade can’t be pushed through any of the sides! Where is that knowledge today? Extinct. Our entire economy is built around distractions created to allay the paranoia of our internal center because despite all the comforts we’ve created for our lives, we don’t know what our lives are for.
What is our purpose? What are we here to do? And most importantly, are we doing it? Considering the amount of money invested in searching for the origins of man, I believe this question has become not only important to answer but imperative. The financial support that sustains highly advanced scientific experiments suggest we must find an answer quickly. But in an effort to find this answer, science has developed tools of destruction. There’s no question that unless there is conscientious and considerable effort placed on turning things around, we are working toward our own destruction, when our mission perhaps is to populate Earth, and other planets and galaxies as well. I certainly don’t believe our purpose is to go from one Marshall store to another buying sconces during Labor Day sales.
We have come so far away from knowing our purpose in life that there are some who now suggest there is no life. Only illusion. To this school of thought I say, sorry buddies, I think. Therefore, I am. And if the simplicity and beauty of this statement doesn’t resonate with the truth that lives within all, then maybe there are some illusions walking among those of us who do exist.
What if our purpose is to look after the planet? Its animals, forests, its fawn and flora? We are failing miserably at this task. We have killed animals into extinction in order to adorn our clothing, burned and grazed forests to ashes in order to print useless papers, polluted the oceans and its creatures with waste and chemicals. We don’t know what our purpose is, but what if it is to take care of the planet? What then? How do we rate as individuals performing this task when even our verbal expressions of communication have dwindled to primitive, made-up words that have no root or foundation? How can we save the world, when we can’t save the words?
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