A world filled with idiots

I’ve expressed this before, the thought that I am in a world filled by monkeys with delusions of intellect, constantly pretending that they are spouting profound wisdom when all they are really doing is making barking noises in a previous article – Why do monkeys pretend to talk?

If you haven’t read it yet, I would recommend that you do so now, otherwise this article might seem somewhat confusing.

So continuing where we left off in that article, we live in a world of monkeys that bark and pretend that these barking noises are actually meaningful words. Now barking monkeys by themselves are mostly harmless, if somewhat noisy. 

The situation however is compounded by the fact that monkeys also like to pretend that they are acting intelligently, when in fact all they were designed to do was eat, procreate, and entertain themselves by swinging from trees and occasionally flinging feces at each other.

Thanks to their fascination with making up and using new words, these monkeys find words like achievement, purpose, duty and goals to justify a vast number of mind numbing and completely idiotic things that they seem to enjoy doing. Very often they just pretend to enjoy themselves so others will believe it, even while they themselves are completely bored with what they are doing. I know it seems like a very confused world when described this way. 

I would understand a monkey that just acted like a monkey. But a monkey that then spends twenty minutes afterwards justifying what it just did as a higher purpose or calling, or saying it was doing the right thing or a good thing, is an idiot. That’s the only word for it. 

I love the word idiot, because it describes and explains the behaviour of every single human monkey I have come across in my lifetime.  

Now don’t get me wrong. In no way am I claiming that the world is full of idiots and that I am somehow the only sane one. Not at all. What I am saying is that I appear to be the only person who is aware that he is an idiot monkey playing pretend in a world full of idiots playing pretend. Everyone else actually seems to believe the lies they have been telling themselves and seem to have forgotten that they are just monkeys, pretending to be more. 

Purpose, religion, goal, career, duty – All these meaningless words that people use to justify their silly actions, all used to help them in pretending that their pointless existence actually has a higher meaning and purpose; When all they were ever meant to do, was be a monkey, eat, amuse themselves, maybe have children, and then die. Nothing more. 

But for a lot of monkeys, this wasn’t enough. They found a better and higher meaning to their existence. 

Somehow one special sub-category of a breed of monkeys with opposable thumbs decided that they were specially selected, not to die, but instead go to a newer and better place called heaven. And since life on heaven is a better life than their current one, half the idiot monkeys just waste away their current life in waiting to go to heaven. As for the other half, I don’t even want to try to guess what they are doing, or how their mind justifies their idiotic actions. 

Do you still wonder why I find the word idiot appropriate to describe everyone in this world? Nothing anyone does ever makes sense, but  somehow they keep finding convoluted justifications to try and convince themselves that everything makes sense. Some even decide to use a special category  of meaningless words such as – “Don’t worry. It will all make sense in the end. If it doesn’t yet make sense, then it isn’t the end”. This category of soothing but totally meaningless words that seem to make a lot of sense, but are actually just complete nonsense are usually called profound sayings.

This is the world we are in. As I think about this, I am left wondering what I am even doing here, in this world filled with idiots. At this point, there is no lie that I can make up that sounds convincing enough. I am doing nothing of significance here. 

The truth is, I am just passing time, eating food, swinging from trees, throwing poop, and doing whatever I can to entertain myself, until I become too old to do so. And I’ve decided to call doing this “becoming path oriented instead of goal oriented so I can fulfill my highest purpose” because it sounds more profound when I say it this way.