The humans must be crazy

Back in the good old days (1980) someone made a movie called The Gods must be crazy. It’s about a Sho man in the Kalahari desert who finds a Coke bottle (in those days they were made of glass a material frequently used for bottles in these ancient times) falling out of the sky. He brings it back to his people and the people find many uses for the object. Fights soon break out over the bottle and who’s going to use it among an otherwise peaceful people so the Kalahari man decides to take the bottle back to God who obviously gave it to them. The rest of the movie is a serious of mishaps that happen when he tries to find God so that he can get rid of the object that caused so much trouble among his people. It’s an endearing little flick mainly because it turns an every day object into something of importance and it makes the Kalahari man question the sanity of the Gods who gave this item to his people.

I sometimes wonder (my mind does work in strange ways at times) that if the Gods and Goddesses really exist (and I have to admit that I do talk to them occasionally) do they look down at us from wherever they are and wonder what the heck is going on here.

They’ve given us plenty of instructions on how to live and some we have distorted for our own purposes and some we have completely misunderstood. Some of us have hijacked the instructions and teachings they’ve given us and began telling others that they are the only ones who understand what god/the gods meant and their interpretation is the only way. Some of us have singled out one of them as the only one and tell others who don’t follow that way that they are doomed.

Do you ever wonder if Jesus sits there with his head in his hands shaking it muttering something about it not being what he meant at all? Maybe Buddha reassures him with a pat on the back solemnly stating that he knows exactly how Jesus feels, that despite the hard work of the Dalai Lama most people just seem to miss the point. Maybe Jesus thinks to himself (not saying it our loud because he doesn’t want to hurt Buddha’s feelings) that at least you have the Dalai Lama kind of uniting the Buddhists, just look at the Christian and see how fractioned they are. Others may not worry so much about fractions but rather about the violence carried out in their name. Others again may just shrug and give up; humanity is on its own, they’ve done what they can. Others may have lost following altogether and may be wondering what the whingeing is all about, at least hey have someone who still talks to them.

I don’t know but I find humans awfully odd at times. I’m almost at the point of admiring our ability to use tunnel vision that it almost leaves us blind. We are so afraid of facing up to things, taking responsibility and to use common sense when it comes to big problems. Ego is hard at work of course. How could I possibly dare to reduce my current living standard somewhat to ensure that someone lives better somewhere else? It’s not like they’re going to thank me, is it? No, on an individual level it is too hard but if thought more along the lines of the bigger picture and everyone pitched in a bit then the whole thing would be completely different and so much easier.

Excuse me while I put my head back in the sand. This makes my head hurt and it all seems too hard. Ciao!