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Ethics chapter 6

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The degradation of love and the fallacy of reason.

Chapter 6

All this talk about freedom, ethics and morality is all very well, but are we so free as all this, is it possible to be free to know oneself? What about when a person is driven by fear, obsession, an overwhelming sense of inadequacy, pain, punishment or abuse (often at the hands of a brutal and sadistic partner or parent)? 

We each carry an inner voice, critical or reasoned, chattering away all the time. To check out whether such a voice is operating right now, the reader should close their eyes and pause briefly. The voice I speak of is the one that is saying, ‘What’s he talking about?’ 

This inner voice can either be a good friend or a vicious enemy. It is the voice of our reason, and it is through this voice that we assimilate our world and make sense of it. How we make sense of reality and maintain it in a sensible fashion inside is through past experience. We are vast storehouses of information, much, if not most, of it is maintained in parts of our minds that are sub-conscious. We are not aware all the time of all that we have learnt from life; we call up relevant bits as we go along. The problem is that if the information we carry is abusive, negative or plain destructive, unless we find a way to challenge that information it remains a real and vital part of our sense of who we are and how we relate to the world and ourselves. 

If we grow up in an environment that teaches us fear and self-loathing, then that is the normality with which we embrace the world. Our reality is composed of that information and we remain essentially unaware that it might be a twisted or distorted view, or that there might be a possibility of a different way of being. After all, from what has it become twisted or distorted; to what are we to relate it to? Where is there a bottom line of normality against which we can measure our grasp of it, or lack? 

There is no one cohesive reality, to even begin to think such a thing is ludicrous. There can be absolutely no sense of a common reality between, say, a beggar on the streets and the Queen of England. Whilst they may physically live in the same organic world, there is no co-relation between their subjective experiences of it. This extreme is merely used to persuade the reader to examine any two people; anything other than the most cursory glance will reveal that we each live in our own separate reality, vital and unique. 

No matter the extremities suffered or imposed there is within each of us a vital spark that, despite abuses and torments, demands life. No matter how poorly expressed, whether in bitterness, rage, jealously, obsession or numbing dislocation, still the spark will not be silenced. In a world driven by the excesses of capitalism, discontent remains and abides as individuals sense, though perhaps never reach to empower that sense, that there is more to life than mere survival, or work, or fear, or abuse. As we reach to empower our inner being, in so much we embrace freedom.


© 2000 Keith Lindsay-Cameron. All rights reserved.