Flailing in the Dark

Howdy once again folks.

Today I'm gonna talk a bit about grown ups. The idea of an adult, I'm not talking physical maturity. What I'm talking about is the very concept of authority. Joe Rogan has a bit where he is called sir, and loses his shit over the ramifications of this revelation. By the way Mr. Rogan is hilarious, if you haven't seen any of his stand up, check it out.  The idea presented in this bit is quite odd when you start to explore it in more depth.
I'm in my mid 40's, a self professed slacker, screw up. I've intentionally done as little as I had to do to maintain basic comforts. All of that is fine, it's an image I cultivated, makes an easy way to be dismissed. I looked at the world and decided I didn't really want anything to do with what most people think of as important. Even the base drive of self propagation has fallen victim to my loathing for what I see as world gone mad.
Let me explain the madness as I see it.
Everyone of us is born into this world helpless, and these giants provide for our every need. They even wipe our asses for us. They in all but name are our gods, we are made in their image. Honor your mother, and father. They even made the list. They are our all and everything. As we grow, and become more aware of our selves, and the world we inhabit. We start to come into contact with other giants, these are different. They arn't our gods, though some act as such. If we are lucky we only come in contact with benevolent giants, though obviously this isn't always the case. Now if our own personal gods are doing their job, they bring us to independence, or force it on us. For some the gods are very close, for others, remote. It's this idea of an external figure that often performs magical acts, knows things about tomorrow.  They even convince us they really can know something, "daddy knows best", "don't argue with your mother, she's always right". So we mature actually believing people from the generations before us knew, and know what the story is. As if all our theories on the hows and whys of existence were more then just plausible ideas.
I find myself drawn back to Einstein's definition of insanity, "doing the same thing over and expecting different results". Lets apply this to the worlds current financial fiasco. We've been using a debt based system check out this link for the history of central banking in the U.S. central bank history. My point here is some people made it up, and we follow it like it's real, even once it no longer serves us. Look around you how many things are royally screwed up, yet we keep doing them. Well thanks to Einstein we can label ourselves, We are insane. To bring this back toward topic, Ever hear the question did God make man, or did man make God. It's really the standard chicken and the egg question. The answer is who knows, if you did know would it make you happy? I doubt it.
We, each of us creates our own gods, weather we admit it or not. Our gods are large and small, they become our reason for being. They are our everything and we strive to be everything for them. We disappoint them, and they disappoint us. We make and break covenants daily. We due to the condition we find ourselves have a tendency to constantly look outside for a God figure, a surrogate parent for when ours no longer fill the shoes. We are all just flailing in the dark, crying to be picked up by some bigger parental figure. Then one day people start looking at you like you are one of the magic ones that understand, and can make sense out of the chaos. Some people are so ingrained they actually believe their own hype, they believe they actually know something. Those people scare me. Sometimes it's even me.
Though I do my best to catch myself.

until my next crazy rant.
Jack
aka PanseyBard