That was incredibly well-stated, Raul.
Knowing this to be true, what you stated so clearly above, how is it that so many encourage positive thinking? Why are so many impressed with ambitious CEO's rather than those who withdraw into themselves to reflect upon the horror of being trapped in this web of life? If there is a conspiracy against the human race, it is the collective silence concerning the true nature of our lives. In another thread I wish to explore how far one might take the idea of nonparticipation.
I wonder when our societies will catch up to Kurt Vonnegut's short-story, Welcome to the Monkey House. If it were not for my mother depending on me so much, not even my love of studying mathematics, programming, and weird philosophy could keep me from registering for "euthanasia treatment."
We have bitten into a bad apple, and it makes sense to spit it out. If this life is a "gift," return to sender. I am tired of gorts implying that one be grateful for "the gift of life." It's very insulting and dishonest. And yet, it appears that human survival depends on limiting the contents of consciousness. That great honest man, Arthur Schopenhuaer, stated it succinctly as, "Life depends on us not knowing it too well."
And then, again, with people like us in mind, he states that, "Life teaches us not to want it."
I want to quote what you wrote above in a notebook later. Yes, your words are worth reflecting on.
As for Welcome to the Monkey House:
In the not-so-distant future, a criminal mastermind named Billy the Poet is on the loose and on his way to Cape Cod. His goal is to deflower one of the hostesses at the Ethical Suicide Parlor in Hyannis. The world government runs the parlors and urges people to commit suicide to help keep the population of 17 billion stable. It also requires that the hostesses at these establishments be virgins on the basis that this makes the idea of suicide more appealing, especially to middle-aged and older men. The government also suppresses the population’s sexual desire with a drug that numbs them from the waist down (but does not render them infertile, as that is seen as unethical and in violation of the religious principles of many). This drug is called "ethical birth control," and was originally developed by a druggist who had been offended when, on a family outing to the zoo, his group were confronted by the sight of a male monkey masturbating. Billy is a member of a surreptitious group called the "Nothingheads," people who refuse to take the government-required drugs. Despite a sting by the authorities, Billy the Poet outwits them and kidnaps a six-foot blonde suicide parlor hostess, Nancy McLuhan. McLuhan vows to fight Billy to the very end, but the drugs wear off, and when Billy rapes her, her mind opens as well. Billy convinces her that sex and death are not the answer; birth control pills are. In the end, Billy lets Nancy go, but she is forever changed and, apparently, a convert to Nothingheadism. Billy leaves her a note attached to a bottle of birth control pills that says simply, "Welcome to the Monkey House."
Another similar story by Vonnegut, 2B0N2B was made into a short science fiction film, 2BR02B: To Be or Naught to Be.
Even those in high society and the moneyed classes also go to their psychiatrists. They are also drug addicts and consume alcohol and they go too to clinics for rehabilitation. They also experience defeatism and depression and they also suffer and commit suicides. Like an insect in a spider´s web we are trapped.
Being born is very bad luck.
I am glad that you see clearly that the moneyed classes, as well as so-called successful "professionals," are not exempt from the basic horror of existence. I think it is a very healthy exercise to state things this clearly. Great lies are spread through advertizing and ostentatious consumption, fake smiles, horns and fanfare ... all empty pomp and ceremony adding up to nothing.