Do I hate being controlled by someone or something? Yes, I am sure, I hate it. How unfair it is when someone gets the power to control me? There is GABA. There is Serotonin. They are the neurotransmitters that help in controlling my mood. Of course, when it is my GABA and my Serotonin, that is absolutely fine. Isn’t? There are bacteria that can interfere and act like these, which means they can essentially change my mood, my identity at any moment. There are parasites (like this rat-cat) that can change my behaviours. In fact, my body is a home for millions of microorganisms which outnumber my own cells, and hence it is only partially my body. Well, I don’t want myself to prove that I am not the I that actually I am. For the time being, though it could be wrong, let me ignore the scientific and even the philosophical points of the I, as I am now thinking of only how I am tricked and controlled by the powers.
It is a fact that I don’t have the power to choose my parents, at least as long as I neither have God’s power nor have an option to time travel. There are things that I cannot control as of now. If they are the same for every human, then that power can control me even though I am not ready to accept it, obviously! It is the non-human power. This power controlling me is fine.
As long as I am okay with the concept of society, someone will have the power to control me. I have to accept it as that power is given to someone with my consent, either directly or indirectly. Of course, for the benefit of the society that I belong to and, eventually for my own benefit. It is okay to have someone at home who controls my siblings and me. It is okay to have someone at an institution who control my fellow people and me. It is a power of the system. This power controlling me is fine.
Can I travel from country to country without worrying about any laws? Can I stop wars happening between some countries? There are things that I wish that they happen differently. I can’t do anything about it as they are not for a normal person like me to handle. There is some power that easily blocks me from even thinking about it. Of course, otherwise, if I can do, I can even destroy everything. A chaos. There are things that I cannot even comprehend and so, whether it is right or wrong, I can just watch something else taking care of it. This is the power of the bigger entities. This power controlling me is fine.
Okay, here is the core of this rambling. Whatever the level or form, the power is an essential part of this model - the herd. But there is something that bothers me. There is something that won’t call it a power, but it somehow controls me. There is something that says it uses power in some way but, uses it in a way that I cannot foresee. It is not power misuse. It is exerting an enormous power on me so subtly as if it is non-existing. It is an art. A cruel one. A smart one. This is tricking. This is betraying. My parents can do this to me. My friends can do this to me. My leaders can do this to me. Any system can do this to me. It can change my way of thinking, my actions and myself without me realising it, or it is too late when I realise it. A slow poison, in the name of love, spirit, law, religion, region, and a thousand other things. This controlling is not fine for me.
When I think a little deeper, I understand that it is humanly impossible to control everything and also impossible to exist uncontrolled. It is the way of this life that I need to accept and move on. I know that is why I like the concept of God, the ultimate power, to nullify all the unfairness.
It is a fact that I don’t have the power to choose my parents, at least as long as I neither have God’s power nor have an option to time travel. There are things that I cannot control as of now. If they are the same for every human, then that power can control me even though I am not ready to accept it, obviously! It is the non-human power. This power controlling me is fine.
As long as I am okay with the concept of society, someone will have the power to control me. I have to accept it as that power is given to someone with my consent, either directly or indirectly. Of course, for the benefit of the society that I belong to and, eventually for my own benefit. It is okay to have someone at home who controls my siblings and me. It is okay to have someone at an institution who control my fellow people and me. It is a power of the system. This power controlling me is fine.
Can I travel from country to country without worrying about any laws? Can I stop wars happening between some countries? There are things that I wish that they happen differently. I can’t do anything about it as they are not for a normal person like me to handle. There is some power that easily blocks me from even thinking about it. Of course, otherwise, if I can do, I can even destroy everything. A chaos. There are things that I cannot even comprehend and so, whether it is right or wrong, I can just watch something else taking care of it. This is the power of the bigger entities. This power controlling me is fine.
Okay, here is the core of this rambling. Whatever the level or form, the power is an essential part of this model - the herd. But there is something that bothers me. There is something that won’t call it a power, but it somehow controls me. There is something that says it uses power in some way but, uses it in a way that I cannot foresee. It is not power misuse. It is exerting an enormous power on me so subtly as if it is non-existing. It is an art. A cruel one. A smart one. This is tricking. This is betraying. My parents can do this to me. My friends can do this to me. My leaders can do this to me. Any system can do this to me. It can change my way of thinking, my actions and myself without me realising it, or it is too late when I realise it. A slow poison, in the name of love, spirit, law, religion, region, and a thousand other things. This controlling is not fine for me.
When I think a little deeper, I understand that it is humanly impossible to control everything and also impossible to exist uncontrolled. It is the way of this life that I need to accept and move on. I know that is why I like the concept of God, the ultimate power, to nullify all the unfairness.
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