The perspective of the kind of category of man is from a position of singularity. The daily waking experience of same commencing as a single consciousness at birth and filtering down to an equally solitary point of view as death seems to near as the conclusion to the experience. Within, or better said, without is the being like a kernel involved to the point of complete distraction at times but also far removed like a spectator who occasionally gets up out of the complacency of remaining within the inertia come of an accumulation of habit precluding an independence from its most expected narrow target. An analogy that could describe it might be that to expect to have an ongoing spirit one must quickly ‘shed the skin’ of one’s most recent accomplishments and leave them behind. The question posed at the foundation of this thing called ‘living’ being just that alone, a definitively unanswerable question. Something that in most does not even begin to come into focus until after the mounting years of continued events both daily and extraordinary mount up in a manner that suggests a discernable pattern. The categories of concern being continued existence of the familiar sense of being as it has previously been experienced and reconciling the overall structure of one’s place within the perceivable order of both everything and its absence.
A child seems to be awash within the flow of sensation and eventually develops preferences both on their own as well as from the immediate influence of family and the circumstance of their physical setting. Someone whose physicality is coming to a point of ebbing to a final conclusion sees the many possibilities for variable points of view but does not have the physical resources left to expect the same continuum of action to realize them. It becomes clear to the latter that feelings and their accumulation alone does not explain the fullness of being. The one item that is the core element is that spirit within. Something that one comes sooner or later to realize is the reason behind the presentation of all else. It seems a selfish thing in those who are cast for some reason by destiny into a solitary existence for they can only perceive in terms of that elemental one. The rare times of connection to the apparition of another similar entity posing dilemmas as to wondering if one is connecting with another or simply within a larger stage where one is also unconsciously part of a larger cast of characters present for their benefit. The feelings invoked by the physical entity trying to command the performance by the expected right of habit. But there is the ever-present impulse to drop that pretense that all is material existence and follow where the spirit seems to want to lead.
To live in the material world is both a choice and a challenge then because beyond following the rules of one’s setting as one has come to know them is a knowledge that one must eventually leave it for the very same reason. The question of absolute oblivion or a continuum of some sort comes into play. By the contemporary rules of physical existence as one knows them, those rules being continuously appended definitively for the successive modern era, one takes one’s best approximation. The motivating forces behind one’s daily effort inescapably leading to self-examination and being subject to judgment as either trivial or valid. The futility of deciding the worth of the same at the time of one’s approaching cessation of inhabiting physical embodiment being problematic. The self no longer being assured that their struggle has brought them oblivion or some form of ongoing continuation. The polarities of one’s heightened appreciation of the mysteries of life equally suggesting empty chaos in opposition to a continuing persistent sense of orderliness. Where one fits within this scheme being life’s greatest mystery, it’s conclusion. Is then the most basic chore of procreation and continued survival of the family and therefore the larger species the major most rational goal behind the entirety of one’s material earthly effort? Or is there something that is even more subtle that a person can only hope to understand by re-examining the components of their lives both past and present?
You can dissect anything and analyze and then analogize for future generations. One has to wonder as one goes through so many stages of this process if one has lost their sense of times an has found themselves awakened from an extended day dream back at that point of first inquiry? The ability to appreciate that situation realizing all the way that at any given moment in time you have really been essentially static in terms of point of view seems to suggest that all events considered you are remotely viewing. The conclusion, in the current sense of the modern human lexicon of daily experience in this era, putting one back in direct confrontation with that elemental dilemma of self. The spirit seems to travel far both day and night in its own way but remains ever in the exact same place. This world it creates is sometimes pleasing and oft times misguided and self-deceiving. Awareness of this fact leads one to the fundamental challenge of existence in acting upon this awareness rather than simply descending back into the comforting soullessness of trying to maintain and recreate well-worn habits in hope of re-enlivening experiences that are past. The motivation to continue into the veil of Shakespeare’s undiscovered continent akin to that of a youthful explorer having conquered the Everest of age.