A series of rants - No.7

Rant #07

A question that I am often asked is: "Why are we here?" Herein lies the Achilles Heel of all mankind. In denoting it to be a question, stress is often placed within the latter part of a sentence, as in "Why are we here?" Indeed, it is obvious to me that the wrong question is being posed. I shall now turn my attention to what is patently the correct question: "Why are we here?" The difference between the two is subtle, yet the chasm between the answers is profound.

Question One: The simple answer is, I don't know. In the 4.8 aeons it has taken for the Earth to evolve nobody has been able to reciprocate with an ideal response, suggesting to us enlightened ones that there is no answer. Similar questions exist in our quotient of human existence: How did Jimmy Tarbuck become famous? Who buys Jeffrey Archer's books? There simply is no wrong or right answer.

Question Two: This question has one common answer among academics: we should not be! A favourable majority would happily give up what they have to do something else, something they perceive as ideal. Throughout our colourful history, many indigenous species and races have seemingly disappeared without trace. The Ancient Egyptians, Mayans, dinosaurs; all have pondered their existence and thought 'Bugger this, I'm off'.

Now part of myth and legend, there is no need to partake in the eternal quest of asking soul-searching questions.

Before six billion people err on the wrong side of reason and commit suicide, it is evidently plain that another, more fulfilling role is within our grasp. We too can join these ancient races and break the cycle of endless philosophical inference. How? Simple, we hide.

No longer will prophets reiterate catechismal outpourings for the sake of global unity in the face of such ardent questioning. We know the answer: we are here because we no longer wish to be there. All the trappings of modern living will be discarded for the common cause of concealment. We can watch in amusement as the new generation colonise our forgotten cities, towns, villages, and hamlets and let them wonder why we built skyscrapers, McDonalds restaurants, zoos, roads, the Sinclair C5, ad infinitum.

Meanwhile, now that the shackles which have bound us to our duty of work, work, work, rest, and occasionally play, are thrown off, the people of this spinning molten globe are going to have to find alternative means with which to spend their time.
Ideally, all the free-time which will now be afforded us should be spent regarding those things important to the on-going evolution of the human race. Namely the question: "Why are we here?"