I often wonder how much of human behavior is determined by the society in which someone is raised.
On one hand nostalgia has provided such a warm comfort within the constraints of my culture,
but on the other hand I've always been steadfast against nationalism.
Your society can, and often will, keep you in the dark, america (modern society in general) is a model example of such.
Most people would be content watching television with a fast food dinner of hotdogs or chicken nuggets their whole life,
but try to feed them the feet, brains, intestines, even bugs ground up and processed to produce such national treasures,
and they'd be running the other way, calling for a health inspector who would find nothing out of the ordinary.
It brings into question the very foundations of our reasoning.
What is right, what is wrong, what are we supposed to want out of life?
From eating, to learning, to working, to mating, nothing is set in stone.
If we're going off of what is purely human, the only truths are eat, sleep, fuck, and shit.
Sometimes we can't even manage all of these.
These thoughts are filtering through my head now because for sometime I've been seeking a lifestyle "off grid",
and I've had to break down the way of thinking I've been taught is right, crazy has become sanity.
Birth
School
More School
Career
Single long term monogamous relationship
Retirement (if lucky)
Death
"Afterlife"
Now birth and death I can get behind, but as for the rest of it, I'm just not sure.
Agriculture, industrial revolution, private property
all for the advancement of our species, right?
But is this where we're supposed to be, what, who?
What about egalitarianism, what about I am he, as you are he, as you are me, and we are all together?
Hunting, gathering, sharing what you have, trading for what you need, one for all and all for one.
What's mine is yours because we are both stuck on this planet, in this time, in this life, and we all deserve to live.
My food, my home, my mate, my heart, my mind, what little we each have to offer,
why would you hoard? To live is to love, am I wrong?
I don't know.
But I'm working on it