There exists within each individual a drive; something within that steers them left and right, dictates how far down the road they look. Life, being controlled simultaneously by two sometimes opposing parties - the external and the internal. The external comes how it is; individuals are born into situations, circumstances of no internal influence direct what the person sees and hear, sometimes what they taste, feel, and smell. Often there is nothing to be done about these elements. A serving elephant, trained through its life at the end of a chain, remaining within the same distance of the center post, when uncollared, will do no more to leave the designated area than its used to - it becomes broken. Other, more feraland vivacious elephants, throughout their lifespan display the will to break free. The ringmaster recognizes this, and never lets the animal off-chain. If it musters the strength to break free, it is shot and killed. Humans are not much different. Perhaps this force within us is the true link in all the animal kingdom, even those with reason, and is what separates, and originally separated us from vegetation. Perhaps vegetarians are the more sinister and cruel of the bunch - to venture so far away from our heritage before laying feast and settling the cravings of supposedly unrivaled, blind and unlimited, insatiable hunger. It is only supposed because of reason, our guard against malice. The kingdom we have established over our breathren creatures of the Earth, we forced upon ourselves. A drive, that inkling of desire which formed the idea that spawned new blood to create new cells and a better life. Was it derived purely out of physical necessity? A path opened, or was already open, and our ancestors were pushed through - genetics, pre-ordainment, is this the purpose? To continue, to reach a heightened sense of awarement that, not only satisfies the needs of both internal and external priorities for a “better” life, but also makes it blatantly and often painfully aware of the need to halt, destroy the growing momentum of rival factions towards this eventual, illusionary utopia - one that comes through historical comparisons, thus not a utopia in and of itself.
Or was the path not laden, never previously decided upon, and in all the actuality, never existed until the internal reasoning of one ambitious young species decided to push. Was it a difficult exertion of strength, did the physicalities of life give way easily - did it take months, years, millenium. And when it broke through, to look around, gaze where it was at, seeing itself above and beyond its rivals - the utopia now handed to it as reward of its achievment, how long did it stay there? It certainly became quick to widen the path, allowing its pack through, and just as quickly sealing the path as efficiently as possible. Did it bask in the glory of this newfound terrain? How far did the physical path continue unresisting. How far before it decided, or was pushed, influenced of outside forces, back into digging through that path. Was it only once it tired of exploiting its past accomplishments, the benefits done reaped and a sour taste once again forming in the back of the throat? Were rivals making their own path through life, a different route, different characterisitics added to the flesh, our footsteps covered and sealed shut, their bid as dominator and reaper of greatest benefits of both physical and spiritual worlds hastening, erupting through their pores fangs, heightened smell, hearing, eyesight, the gift of flight, of gills. It seems our kind relaxed at one point in the game, pondered the situation, and for the first time, reasoned it through. This we saw as the greatest advantage of all; we never failed to dominate after this internal epiphony. After this, the path no longer opened for us, if it ever had. From there on we accelerated into unforeseen directions, head first with little trepidation as to the temperature. And we dominate. And we chain the animals. And we hold physical superiority; we feed them, we farm them, we outsmarted them. And when they break free, we shoot and kill them. We must close the path to all rivals. The two bases of healthy living, physical superiority, including, of course, the inner workings of the mind, and spiritual enlightenment, which puts the soul at ease. We kill, we lust, we crave, we hunger; thus, unknowingly, and almost without regards to why or how, we have lost part of the race. The farther we lye on the one track, the farther behind we are on the other - for they lead in opposite directions.
No non-reasoning animal has ever killed itself.
Here is where our kind stands: so far out in front that we seemingly have nowhere left to go. Reaping and gluttoning ourselves forever in the benefits of our ancestors’ internal drive. Seldom looking back, the other path forsaken. Lusts, passions, urges, all without reason - our lusts and passions and urges reasoned through. Capitalism.
From time to time there becomes an individual, somehow, through indescribable circumstance, through inexhaustible reasoning and counter logic, who bears the will of the other path. So far down the road has he found himself, so deeply engulfed in the extremes of reason, that the other path seems not so bad. A constant pursuent, he ventures to attach the two once again, not by deteriorating into un-reasoning and retracing grounds already stepped upon, but to connect the two, steering and driving with all of reason as his guide, and also as his enemy. This person is