So last night, I engaged in a certain mind expanding exercise, the specific name of which I am sadly forbidden to mention in these parts.
The upshot of that, however, was a certain realisation which came to me during the experience; and that was the realisation of how dangerous memes
actually are.
I've come to realise, that in our society, increased emphasis is being put on a specific set of primitives, concepts, building blocks, memes,
paradigms, or tv tropes. The people running the show, don't particularly mind
which building blocks we use, just as long as we remain
focused on said blocks, rather than the raw stream if you like, which exists above and beyond said blocks.
Of course, the problem is that you can't stay completely outside of
any paradigm for long periods of time, without going quite
hopelessly and completely insane; but when you think about it, that in itself poses the conundrum. We've been trained to think, in this society,
that sanity itself is defined by always making sure that you exist purely within a confined, set box; whereas my own experience has actually led me to
believe, that it is actual insistence on the constancy and false reliability of said box, that is the
really greatest threat to my
sanity.
I have to learn, also, to try and reconcile the tension between the world I would like to see on the one hand, and the rather distressing and
depressing mess that we see before us, on the other. I'm very sure that I am not alone in having to try and resolve
that particular
duality, at the current time.
I am starting to recognise, I think, all of these concepts and memes and isms as bars of my cage. I don't know how to get out of said cage, yet; but
I am trying to learn to recognise the bars for what they are, and cease to allow them to affect me.
