posted on Sep, 6 2015 @ 01:36 PM
Most writers find themselves at one point or another writing about the human condition. Whether it is the result of observing others or deep
introspection into ones own most visceral working, we all end up making observations about humanity and committing them to print.
I would like to start a thread here for exactly that purpose. If you have random musings, cogent observations, gut feelings about society,
individuals, group-think, collective personality, whatever - this is the place to share it and invite others to add to it, or offer their own version
I have always considered myself a sort of Urban Philosopher. I watch people, individuals or groups, study trends in behavior, explore the reasoning
behind the events I witness, and hope to understand not only the world around me but perhaps myself a little better as well.
I started a piece some time ago, quite some time ago actually, after some rather personal tragedies befell my family and myself. I made sure the
credit for the work was mine, then began to share it. I enjoyed, and was often amazed at some of the responses I received. I would like to start the
thread by offering that same piece to you, the talented writers of ATS.
“Whereas in darkness light becomes more easily detected, so then does illusion make ready the discovery of truth.” ~Vroomfondel~
What mysterious power lies within tragic loss that compels us to inventory and catalog ourselves? As catastrophic tragedy is relative, it is through
our own fiendish devices and machinations that we cultivate our emotion - and tolerance thereto. Whether it be smothering sorrow or transcendent joy,
it is the degree of our emotion that defines our soul and the manner in which we govern it the measure of our character.
Each person borne to this earth does possess an intangible quality that allows them to 'become'. Our identity is forged through trial and error. The
final form of which is the end result of a lifetime of transient anomalous experiences chipping away that which is not our true self. It can therefore
be argued that our sense of identity is the culmination of a process of elimination. Removing that which is not of our true self and retaining that
which is does not in itself bring light into darkness. We have not defined, but only suggested, who we truly are. At the end of our journey the only
thing we have clearly identified is who we are not.
We will never know who we are as well as who we were.
It is only in retrospect, in the eyes of others, that 'we' become clear.
That is the light in the darkness where illusion gives way to truth.