I wish, before pouring out words from my rust-endowed, stubby fingers rendered mute for the past couple of months by a rich gravy of thoughts doing rounds inside my ever stringent, unfathomable mental labyrinths, I be not arbitrated. Obnoxious, contentious, cantankerous thoughts Alert.
Wandering cognizance elusively stare at me, caravan of the vast expanse of the clear, blue sky blanketing the minuscule fraction of charted universal existence, threatening to burst out of the very bars that hold them in place. Ghosts of the poetic pasts, leaders of the spiritual mass, and the relatively new ideas of selflessness strewn widespread in the society, negating the very concept of the virtue of selfishness surprise me. Shock me, to be fair. Examining human behavior throughout history and focusing on their choices between alleged morality and selfishness, the pattern of wielding power for personal benefit emerges distinctly. Personal benefit has always been an innately humane trait. But instead of being trained to nurture and channelize selfish desires into productive causes, which appears to be a Herculean task at hand by the sound of it, we have been taught to suppress the gargantuan source of selfish desire into oblivion, lest it becomes too handsome to handle by the non-capitalistic elements in the society.
We have been led to believe by renaissance authors and compellingly beatified examples, that the sun burns tirelessly to nurture life, that rivers glide through bellicose, prickly terrains to quench humane desires, that altruism assuages the essence of mankind. Undeniably, it's led to leaping strides in humanitarian fields, and not completely circumscribed to mortality either, but it's swept much more under the rugs of in-afflicted, stoic excellence; it has destroyed Tesla's vision of an infinite power-tower, portrayed parental love into an unexplained selfless act of love, slashed down NASA fundings, boomed sweat shops churning out illicit, lovely artifacts into throes of unquestionable business and incarcerated the common desire to stare at the stark imagery of rationality.
Selfless love is an unattainable mystery. The sun's been burning since millions of years to conclusively cringe into a little white star, it's simply outliving itself. That life's bloomed in its course is a happy bypass of age. Arguing that it sends out UVB rays nevertheless would be engorging the argument into ludicrous proportions. The glaciers would have molten and deceased into their own pools of carcass had they not fractionally melted and created rivers. If parental love had been as puerile as universally acknowledged, there would have been a sharp surge in misery, heartbreak and the perception of "expectations" and "falsifications" would not have ripened in the first place.
Cellular slime molds conforming to Darwin's theory of survival of the selfless, perish. Paradox, huh?!
Wandering cognizance elusively stare at me, caravan of the vast expanse of the clear, blue sky blanketing the minuscule fraction of charted universal existence, threatening to burst out of the very bars that hold them in place. Ghosts of the poetic pasts, leaders of the spiritual mass, and the relatively new ideas of selflessness strewn widespread in the society, negating the very concept of the virtue of selfishness surprise me. Shock me, to be fair. Examining human behavior throughout history and focusing on their choices between alleged morality and selfishness, the pattern of wielding power for personal benefit emerges distinctly. Personal benefit has always been an innately humane trait. But instead of being trained to nurture and channelize selfish desires into productive causes, which appears to be a Herculean task at hand by the sound of it, we have been taught to suppress the gargantuan source of selfish desire into oblivion, lest it becomes too handsome to handle by the non-capitalistic elements in the society.
We have been led to believe by renaissance authors and compellingly beatified examples, that the sun burns tirelessly to nurture life, that rivers glide through bellicose, prickly terrains to quench humane desires, that altruism assuages the essence of mankind. Undeniably, it's led to leaping strides in humanitarian fields, and not completely circumscribed to mortality either, but it's swept much more under the rugs of in-afflicted, stoic excellence; it has destroyed Tesla's vision of an infinite power-tower, portrayed parental love into an unexplained selfless act of love, slashed down NASA fundings, boomed sweat shops churning out illicit, lovely artifacts into throes of unquestionable business and incarcerated the common desire to stare at the stark imagery of rationality.
Selfless love is an unattainable mystery. The sun's been burning since millions of years to conclusively cringe into a little white star, it's simply outliving itself. That life's bloomed in its course is a happy bypass of age. Arguing that it sends out UVB rays nevertheless would be engorging the argument into ludicrous proportions. The glaciers would have molten and deceased into their own pools of carcass had they not fractionally melted and created rivers. If parental love had been as puerile as universally acknowledged, there would have been a sharp surge in misery, heartbreak and the perception of "expectations" and "falsifications" would not have ripened in the first place.
Patriarchal inheritance, again not an act of selflessness, is the sole reason why the concept of marrying for love has not originated in its truest essence in this country. No matter how much a person loves his betrothed, the smallest iota of malintentional possibility still holds. The evolution of exponential proportions of respect for vocational degree holders has created a dearth of conformity, and the echelons of selfless love has been thrown out of the window. Last I checked, it was decaying in a marsh of unrealized outcrops, contrary to what was promised by the pallbearers of charity.
"Women have been found to find altruistic men to be attractive partners. When looking for a long-term partner more conventional altruism may be preferred which may indicate that he is also willing to share resources with her and her children while when looking for a short-term partner heroic risk-taking, which may be costly signal showing good genes, may be more preferable." Ambiguous?!
Cellular slime molds conforming to Darwin's theory of survival of the selfless, perish. Paradox, huh?!
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