The Human Condition


Our cozy little planet is presumed to have existed for over four and a half billion years. In the most recent three of those, it has been teeming with life. They come and go, and more than we will ever know of. The truth is there have been many species of fascinating creatures that crawled, squirmed, floated, swam, galloped, trotted, scurried, walked, ran and flown throughout our ever changing environment called Earth. Each had its mechanism for being. Each had the means with which to move about, perpetuate and thrive; the means with which to process some form of cognition, or maybe at the very least the means with which to perceive. Each had within it the mechanism responsible for ending the inadequate; the unnecessary; the obsolete. Some of these creatures persisted for millions of years before the mechanism within them led them down that narrowing path. To appear as if they never existed or at best to forever sequel into a display at the Smithsonian. To be something to learn from. We humans, the latest upgrade model of hominid, are no different. We have our own mechanism of survival, perpetuation, and ultimately, our own demise, “The Human Condition.”

The human condition, it mars the soul, and burdens the spirit. It is the initiating tool, cycle and grand culmination of all of societies mistakes and undoings. Whether you think of it as sin, failure, shortcomings, ethical or moral turpitude, or unhealthy normal reactions to abnormal stress. It divides us from harmony. It unites us in doleful conspiracy. It diminishes our value as a species. It threatens to resolve our issues with finality. To cure the infection we fester upon this planet by allowing us to render ourselves onto the path of extinction. We can learn to heal the wounds of the human condition. Treat the symptoms, and practice good preventative care, and we will prevail. Cure the human condition and we will evolve to something better; something truly amazing.

Sunday, September 16, 2012

Perhaps the purest form of stoicism?



An acquaintance of mine once said to me in a nervous tone, "I am hopeful all will be fine"... Hmmm...

 Hope; defined as desire accompanied with expectation of obtaining what is desired or belief that it is obtainable, without necessarily having the tangible means with which to full fill said expectation ~ I mean really!

Hope is not a blind faith; Not some fixed belief; Not some unwavering perceived mantra!  No! 

Hope is quite simply ~ A quite unspoken easy understanding…

As such, it is then not hope that helps us rest easy ~ Effortlessly. 
Hope is not why we continue to survive or for that matter prevail.

Hope is only the fuel; the catalyst; The activating compound...

The heart felt truth ~ It is the profound world of homeostasis created in which we then exist.  The equipoise that makes our lives clear and lucid.  Yes!
It is the by product of our hope ~ Peace of mind…
Quote Patrick B Oviedo Jr.  Sunday September 16th 2012
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