Some think that we act based on our beliefs but rather our beliefs are shaped via our actions. I keep having this recurring dream. Not in the sense that it is the same set of occurrences happening over and over. It is recurring in the sense that it is the same theme. It is persistent and it keeps rearing its ugly head in my subconscious mind.
In my dream, I am in a constant physical and mental battle against something a lot bigger than me. It is a God-type figure and the fight involves me trying to ensure the human races' survival. Somehow, I possess a telepathic way to communicate to these Gods and I can feel their disappointment. They feel as if they have failed when it comes to the creation of humanity.
According to these Gods and felt in my own stomach as they telepathically communicated to me: We take things for granted, we don't help others in altruistic ways, we are annoying as we are continuously intrigued and fixated by our makers. And, the only reason we may subscribe to the notion of paranormality is because we are scared and it is the only way to feel forced to act in morally decent ways (due to the sense that we feel as if we are being watched, might be punished in the next life etc).
As I am fighting for our salvation, I find myself in agreement with them. Somehow though, I make excuses for us in order to justify my actions of trying to save both myself and the world.
I tell myself that we aren't like that. We are complex creatures. I tell myself that everything will be different once the fight is over, that we will have a greater perspective of the world…a new found appreciation of sorts. But who am I kidding? Survival instincts always turn off eventually and everything soon resumes as normal. We only appreciate when we are at risk.
But, do I, myself, owe these 'Gods' respect for our creation? Not really. They aren't as morally sound as one would hope. They don't want to guide us. They want to destroy us because we haven't lived up to their expectations. But then I grow angry because they haven't lived up to my expectations either. I want meaning and they left me in the dark. I'm happy by myself, in absence of the knowledge that I even have a creator. I create my own meaning. That is why I continue to fight for us. Both awake and in this recurring dream of mine.