What if your life can serve no further purpose?
That article is right – we, the intelligent, the assuming and, quite often, correct “minority”, are faced with an insurmountable problem, in that the rest of our race are mindless.
I have previously mentioned the lack of awareness I have percieved in many of the people who live, breath, eat, work, and supposedly think around me. This lack of awareness I can now attribute to an instinctive narcissism, and thus I am given another reason to seperate myself from the overly self-conscious general population.
Segregation of race is often fought against by the crowd, in our time, though many fail to see the segregation of intelligence, for the same reason that they are naturally distrusting of intelligence – they fear those that know more than them, as those same people have knowledge of something that is unknown to the common man, and thus we come to a dilemna.
The common man or woman, while seemingly self-conscious in the way I described – an entirely unnatural mindset – also has a fear of the unkown, which is both the most rational fear we, as humans, can have, and also a perfectly natural mindset. I, personally, find it difficult to part with those that exhibit some form of instinct, be it that such instinct is directed against me, for being the “other person” that knows and understands so much more than the plebs in question.
I am hated for “being rich” (and, indeed, my family is that, though I would not count my father’s riches as my own just yet), for “having all that I could want”, and for apparently living the life that those haters would wish to live. I would happily give this “life” up, to be allowed to live as I would, to escape this doomed modern world of social and moral pressures. I know that some of my peers, in terms of intelligence, might view this as a cowardly action, but I would draw their minds to the concept of futility, in that, whereas I would not shy from a battle that I may or may not win, I will do my best to escape the battle that I cannot win. In escaping it, I will find happiness, until death takes me, or the world retaliates against what we are doing to it, and I would happily accept both fates, having accomplished what I wish to accomplish – having left the commoner to his own demise, having broken the iron chains that bind me to this monotonous world of pain and suffering, having lived the life of a free man.
This is my plan, at least. Another thing that I find is that the ability of the masses to cloud the minds of those greater than them is great, and for this reason I may lose my way. Should I meet any of you who read this, and who will not lose your ways, give me a kick in the arse to get me started, if I’m still running around in the lower echelons of “society”, failing to achieve what I might, had I the thought to achieve such.
