Social Hierarchy

All of social hierarchy is built upon fanciful meta narratives and various mythologies to maintain itself.

There is a constant renewable mythology of every historical generation to maintain it along with all forms of violent coercion and tyranny to which becomes indisposable with it.

Face the fact ladies and gentlemen of cyber space that which you call social reality is nothing more than grand delusion on a massive scale that in your lives everyday get’s take advantage of purely for granted.

In history often enough in times of anarchy and chaos what is interesting but sweet and rare is how this massive social grand delusion comes crashing down where top becomes bottom to which bottom becomes top.

Such rare moments in history is when reality sinks in where the heart of grand social delusion becomes pierced and set on fire upon it’s desecrated sacred alter.

It is upon this that I desire chaos and anarchy in the ability to see such delusion pierced laying barren with it’s nakedness put fourth for all to see.

Do you choose your role in the metanarrative, or does your role choose you?

What role would you play, if you could be born into anybody else’s position?

Lions, Gorrillas and Ants have “fanciful meta narratives and various mythologies” do they?

Hierarchy is a Natural type of Order, not a fabricated one.

Chaos is interesting at times, but just like Order it has it’s constraints.

Life is a clash between Order and Chaos, they take their turns in rule.

I’m sure humans seem like Gods to them.

They should pray to the mangods or we’ll finish them off, and exterminate their tribes. Can’t you hear their prayers?

I’m sure humans look like a slow unappetizing meal too the lions.

Not when we approach them in a jeep or helicopter with rifles. We scare the shit out of them, rightfully so. Mankind is fierce.

And our weapons are unfair, as they should be.

Are you an absurd comedian, or are you just trying too be one?

Hmmmmm, good question, I’ll have to think about that one.

Anarchy already rules, no narrative is strong enough. So what is true besides make-believe?

Huh?

I’m a thief, scavenger, and looter. It’s what I am. I’m on nobody’s side but my own.

I really don’t care who comes on top as long as they don’t mess with my own activities.

In a cultural context of centralized allocation the roles are forced on you whether you agree with them or not.

No they don’t. Beyond humanity there is only violent or intimidating force that decides the outcome of hierarchy.

I like animal hierarchies because with them at least they don’t pretend that they’re egalitarian or that some sort of fantastical imperative must be maintained.

I admire their daily existence of primal instinct over the complex deception that human beings have immersed themselves in over the many centuries.