Beyond frailty: The choice to be….

Life always throws a choice at us, regardless of who one is, whether one is big, small, rich, poor, man or woman. There is never an excuse of shifting the blame on any other whether animate or inanimate. The choice to be is of one’s making particularly where one leads a life thinking that the one is a knower: a malady of the modern mind who by doing so merely refuses to seek ways at correcting the self in that there is a proclamation that one knows what one wants and or wishes to. This means that the subject is on par with what needs doing rationally or what needs not doing. A simple formula to moves onwards with the only problem being that the person after acknowledging that is so then shifts onto a mode of excuses and irrationality of looking at other underlying reasons for a personal frailty. This is also where impulsiveness emerges where the subject believes that one knows it all and that one is a complete absolutely regardless.
The problem with such an attitude is that the proponent is a mere reactionary , nay a victim of circumstances. Or let’s remark that the subject never approaches life as per the dialectics of being with weakness of heart which indeed is the cause of underlying issues. This weakness of the heart is based very much on the superficial way of being where one is addicted to life via one’s fixation and that is giving into one’s vanity. That vanity makes one takes irrational steps in trying to seek a solution. Rather, all is problematic rather than a cure. There may never be a cure but the subject feels that one’s approach of impulsivity is the way forward. Just like Schindler, one is closed to all possibilities. Rather, one becomes the measure of being. Whatever one reactively think may be the answer. The resultant of all that means that one becomes no more than an unbalanced and perpetually weakened person. There is never an acknowledgement that this is so as always the individual remains in a ghetto of pettiness where one’s world view is a battered one or fails to reach out. Content that one knows, the vulgar lives in its encaged world where one is trapped in isolation. There is a paranoia of seeking to reach out. One remains aloof and content with one’s idiosyncrasies and therein lies the problem when the subject aims a dig about and around in that the subject only knows and everyone else needs be subservient to even one’s irrational approach of being. Truly the person lives in a different world, a world that demands manipulation of others about for one’s frailty. Clearly observable by everyone else except the subject and the latter then becomes a liability for every other except that the subject never realises that this is so.
It is my life and I can do whatever ‘I ‘ want. And so the manipulative person tries and sees what is best for oneself. The only problems of being so is that in the process the former drags along others to one’s ways and kind of makes the irrational appears rational and inversely goes on a crusade of attempt making the irrational an authentic way of being. On this very subjective view all it means is that whatever one pronounces needs to have viability. That is is a manipulation of being never occurs to the arrogant, vulgar and the crude. The idea being whatever, ‘I’ think, feel and do is what others needs to follow. That one has verily got the dialectics upside down may never be realised by the subject who feels that one is right. The other problem of such an attitude is that slowly such types of manipulation slowly creeps around and about and there we have it, a society of ruffians who feels that their way is the approach to take. A kind of arrogance of being where the spirit of seeking to derive from the common element of actual and real authenticity becomes victim to the parochial opinionated verbosity becomes the measure of being.
Arrogance arises because the subject feels that she or he needs to be in control of everything. Where this is not so there is almost a rebellion on the part of the subject usually the person taking shelter of rudeness irrationality and sometimes violence to gets his/her ways. The problem with violence is that there is never an excuse to be so. It is like inviting a free for all, or bringing in the law of the jungle.
Or that is the part of the choice in that one may choose either to act rationally or irrationally. And inversely for us to support the non rational which lots of people tends to do everywhere. How does one breaks free from all this. What is the way forward? Or should one content to be so? Or accepting nonsense as a norm. What to do or not to do? How does one know that one is treading a path as advocated by a sense of rationality par excellence rather than be victim of the other who is manipulative.
How does one recognise authenticity of being as opposed to crudeness? The question is, is it simply a question of comprehending what needs doing and not doing. We all know all that and yet one choose the irrational, the manipulative and also abide or side with a terror approach. How may one be free of all that and lead a pure , simple and untainted life away from the arrogant? Is this possible if at all or is one condemned to be into a simpleton of either or. More to the point as this blogger has previously remarked… To be or not to be is no longer the question. The question is how to be. It is therefore not a simpleton of refraining from action and or doing something in the mode of engaging in one’s activities. More to the point how does one do so, not mechanically but perhaps coining the term pro-active transcendence as opposed to reactive transcendence which makes one arise over and beyond the temporary, that futile way of being, that arrogance and or those modes which breeds fears, hatred, envy and in the process violence of being. There is always a choice. That’s why one is blessed with the faculty of rising beyond the frailty of being.

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