Paradox

We are all human; but few are humane. Most of us think we are virtuous; but few are bereft of vice. We are all uniquely blessed with the power to imagine, extrapolate, inquire and to perceive beyond immediacy but so few see beyond the reach of their noses and so much consumed by the grind of daily existence.

Many of us feel self-righteous; but few shrink from hurting the weak and vulnerable. "To be fallible is to be human", but individually we think we are infallible. Why does human intimacy rob mutual respect and interpersonal relationships so hard to sustain when man is so gregarious and craves for human contact? We are endowed with the unique power of reason, wisdom discrimination but we act so often without them. We behave as if we were deprived of these virtues. I agree we are infinitely creative but then often mindlessly destructive. Instead of feeling ashamed for our anger and avarice, so many use them as a cover and justification for their actions arising from them. We make daily choices but often avoid facing the consequences.

What is the measure of greatness? Indeed, what is the measure of man? Are good and bad, virtue and values elastic terms, relative to the time, place and provocation? What is morality in an age of images and instant satiation? What are the permissible limits of moral transgression in tune with the times? I have always struggled to differentiate right and wrong. I always think that the concept is a 'relative' one rather than 'absolute' one. That's why I believe more in concept of fair and unfair.

The way I have been seeing people shitting the morality arguments whenever they feel defeated in a conversation I am forced to think - what is the essence of morality? Is just 'truth' and 'non-violence' the guiding light. Are the norms of good and bad, virtue and vice specific to each place and time or are they immutable, universal and eternal? Why are we so judgmental when it is so difficult to think like someone else?

Can we ascrive every happenings to the doctrine of cause and effect. ? What is the interplay between human's free and fickle minded fucked up will and omnipotent divine will.

In other words are we behaving as we are supposed to behave, just playing our doomed parts? If so, where is the room for any remorse or guilt? Do we still have a chance to redeem ourselves, pull away from the precipice?

Too much to ask, too much to answer