Life in Anarchy - Extended Version; The Human Predicament


It all started with a need for order; anarchy always existed. You live in a world so blind that you never notice what was meant to be a priority. We sustain our dark passengers with resources we feel fit and do as our wit tells us to. But is it the true way to be? Does this predicament give us a purpose or a code to live by? If yes, then how do we follow? Do we go with it or against? Human iterations were a trail of coherent, but callous ingenuous lies. Funny thing about faith; people start believing. I never accounted a life in anarchy as a human predicament until later.

You always knew what was to follow with the choices you made, or the paths you had chosen for yourself. Some beg to differ, just because they fear the vexation that clings onto their roads or the consternation of losing the glee. It’s all about knowing and realizing the Great Perhaps'. I try to keep depicting how this human predicament came to be; I am rather left with a manifold beliefs. What if it all began with a life in anarchy?
For a long time now, there has been an infortune trend of believing in mediocre brutality that worked under the sheets of discomfort and faith. Democracy. Statesmanship. Nationality. Countries running blindsided with the facts that tend to balance the ecliptically self-destructing world. We see the side of the coin which is comforting to watch - what we desire. As soon as we are met with the ugly, insensitive truth behind the deeds done dirty, we start to live in a state of denial which only results in political cover-up, religious slingshots and a number of hefty words to make it sound better.
You are a child. You are new to this world. You grow up listening, observing, learning and adapting to your surroundings. Act as is required. Think what is necessary. Hope that you fit in. It begins with people around you letting you know that they are afraid of something and make you believe in ghosts; when in reality you create your own demons, without knowing that you do it to yourself. You try to fit in, pretending to haunt yourself, just to feel normal, to feel free. Life in anarchy.
You grow more. You think more. You hope that you'll fit in. You design your dreams, cast your own goals. Unknowingly, make yourself who you really are. You follow a societal trend. You try to fit in. All the wrongs you see and yet you ignore, the comfort of not getting involved is just a part of the trend that follows. You go dark. You define your good. You justify your behaviour. You, try to fit in. Hoping someday world will heal itself, just like you can from your ghosts. Life in anarchy.
We are chained, not by restraints but by thoughts. We are captive of our own comforts. Hope is comfort. Happiness is comfort. Success is comfort. Comfort is nothing. We work hard, follow the rules of society, act normal, are haunted, pretend and then again try to fit in. Everything, to get what? - Comfort. Life was meant to be not comfortable - that's how you remain equals, that's how you get more than comfort - more than nothing. Life in anarchy.
But then here I am again.
Unfolding life,
One blindfold at a time.

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