Evolution

“Nothing disturbs me more than the glorification of stupidity.”

Carl Sagan

Call me an anti-social for not mingling with the crowd, but less do they see that I jive well with them. Moreover, it is they who cannot dance along to my tunes. No wonder that those who seek wisdom and shares it finds solitude in isolation especially in their respective ivory towers. It is certain that in the midst of the silence in one’s confinement, the volume of one’s inner thoughts magnify as there is but peace being the canvas of thinking. The monumental task of expanding one’s thoughts whether it be through praxis or theoria is a burden for the thinker and that is why there is ease and comfort in knowing that he can have a conversation wherein he can share his cross to others who so too is willing to share theirs. We can understand the mob, play with their rules but when it is time to play our game, they abhor us as being too high for their reach. Well, I guess it is easier for gods to come down than men to climb Mt. Olympus. Call it bragging, pride and self-delusion, but there is no harm done when one embraces his strengths while the rest of the world bask on a kind of strength they think is already monumental. Nietzsche mentions of Zarathustra as “coming too soon” and the prophet was laughed at preaching the message of the Ubermench and that an ape cannot comprehend the exquisite humanity there is to art, philosophy and praxis. I for one continue to struggle as society relegates me to the corner. Happy I am to my ivory tower, but lonely I am and the tip of the mountain can only be shared by few people yet we come down sometimes to make the flatlands a mountain top itself only to have ourselves as an outcast, ostracized by the very people we are eager to impart thoughts and solicit theirs. Lonely is the view on top.

Sometimes I wonder why is there an urge to share one’s thoughts to others, especially the most intricate thoughts to just anybody? Is this a form of selfishness to assert one’s intellectual prowess above others or is this a form of charity in service to mankind in general to collectively elevate the status of living through becoming more and more conscious of the depth of thoughts? No matter how I reflect, there is an equal tension coming from both conceived possible motives and the vicious dialectical play makes it all the more confusing as to whether we can find a synthesis out of these statements in contradiction or shall we say, I am pegged with an “either-or” dilemma? Maybe it is rude to say this but there is a classification of the thoughts of others as being petty. All words and events are a source of wisdom but if the ones we are facing with cannot elevate the trivial to the profound and gives distaste when the rigor of thinking and conversation occurs then it is either we hope for the other’s education or at worst, if incorrigible, then leave him or her to rot in mediocrity.

They make fun of Zarathustra, invite Socrates with a hemlock and crucify the Christ. Genius can be measured on how society expunges the radical thoughts present in a person to the point that they thought they killed the thought by killing the body. Ideas are bulletproof. A person of note may die but his thought will reemerge in another corpus which will be killed again by the herd. Maybe the human race is experiencing mutation and the majority of the species are eliminating the mutant strain because they still cannot adopt to the high demand of the mutagen whilst the mutagen struggles to break through the mediocrity of prevalent species and maybe the timeframe of biology so too is the timeframe for brain evolution. Maintaining the herd is about survival but deviation is the path to evolution. How significant and eventful is the rebellion against the status quo? This could be the mark of a new species. The human situation being immersed in a sea of stupidity is a perfect brewing condition for deviant strains to rise.

History has shown the fate of those who deviate in the name of higher pursuits. They are our reminders of why we continue to push for an evolution. The herd becomes stupid as it multiplies, hysterical they may seem, without ideology nor thoughts to guide them, only basic activity. The more complex the species, the more it thrives in a harsh environment, but first it has to deal with what is around it. Educate, exterminate or pass over in silence, either is the call.