"I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A
bird
will fall frozen
dead
from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself."
... David Herbert Richards "DH" Lawrence
There are two
words
in the
Englishlanguage
which aren't in my vocabulary. The one is "bored". The other is
"lonely". And even if they were in my vocabulary, I would not know what
either of them
means,
at least not from
direct experience.
I've never been bored in
my life,
even when I've had (quote unquote)
"nothing to do".
I've never been lonely in
my life
either, even when I've been (quote unquote) "on my own /
by myself".
So I have no credentials for authoritatively describing what it's like
to be bored or lonely. Yet from
time
to
time
in the company of
friends
when the
conversation
turns to
being
bored and / or lonely (which is sometimes a function of aging, yet it's
most often
simply
a function of ... well ...
being human),
I realize I do have something useful to
contribute
about both, and especially about the latter.
We're surrounded by close to seven and a half billion
people
on
the planet
- soon to be eight billion. So it's arguably not always reality-based
to equate the experience of
being
lonely, to there
being
a dearth of
people
to
relate
with. What's a more likely explanation is the experience of
being
lonely is the result of imposing on ourselves a misguided sense of
who we really are.
Let me explain what I
mean
by this.
The world
and society at large, grinds into us from an early age, that
who we are
is the person in here ie
inside
our body. We've come to know ourself as the person living in
here. We
get
it's a
trap
too late: in order to correctly designate
who we are
this
way,
we emphasize and re-emphasize
being
in here, which in turn emphasizes and re-emphasizes our separateness,
which in turn emphasizes and re-emphasizes our sense of
being
lonely. At some
point,
we
simply
accepted this overly emphasized separateness, forgetting how arbitrary
the distinction is, and totally overlooked the fact that it's we who
called it into
being
in the first place (that
means
it's not
"The Truth").
This sense of
being
separate ie this false sense of
being
separate, is the medium ie the Petri dish in which the
culture of
being
lonely, flourishes rampantly.