My thoughts on the human condition

When people talk about the human condition, it sounds like some big, deep theory that summarises the whole of humanity from an objective viewpoint. People are always trying to make sense of other people, whether it’s from a philosophical, psychological or religious perspective. Yet without being God, or any other higher being that can see us inside out, it’s impossible to get the bigger picture. And anyway, do we really want to know what humanity must look like from the outside…

But the human condition isn’t just about how people were made, and how we turned out. It’s also in the little things. Like so:

Does anyone else find it annoying when mature adults assume you’re younger than you are, then expect you to take that as a compliment? If you’re like me, you want to look to be an age at which people take you seriously. Yet older people want to look younger for the same reason. So basically, we go through each stage of life either missing, or looking forward to, the years when we get taken seriously. While not taking people outside our age range seriously. Yeah.

And the “us against the world” mindset. Life sucks, doesn’t it? Especially when you have to deal with Asperger’s Syndrome, the odd racist catcall, and an anticipated future of being single and unemployed. Honestly, other people have it so easy…

See what I mean? We can only clearly see what’s wrong with our own lives. Anything that doesn’t affect us has to be right under our noses and relevant to our interests. It gets interesting when this mindset is what unites a particular social group. Then what happens? A fight for a noble cause, or a feud over politics, religion, or race?

On a similar note, when we don’t know everything, we fill in the gaps. Sounds like a bad thing, and sometimes it is, but it’s how we make sense of the world around us. We get glimpses of what’s happening in someone’s life, and what we don’t know, we speculate. Problems only start when we are so sure that our understanding is right, that we lose touch with reality.

Then there’s that old “meaning of life” mystery. Whose life? Yours or everyone’s? I’ve come to realise that you don’t “find” your purpose; you choose it, pursue it, and if it stops working, pick another. For life in general, my theory is: keep the world living and moving by playing your part and striving to make a difference. Best I could come up with, anyway.

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