The essential individuality of the human being is not a concept I would try to refute.
We are born as individuals, as unique nodes of consciousness with an individuated perspective concerning the reality of our experience.
This is a fact.
As individuals we are prone to think of ourselves-only, to forget about the rest of the world, or to think of the broader world only in terms of how it may benefit us.
This is problematic.
Being human, we must think of the race, the human-race, in it’s entirety, a failing that persists to dog us, as it always has, individuated as we are.
Until now, until my generation came of age, this goal: the goal of “universal awareness” was not conceivable.
Now, telecommunications has effected a change in the world as much and as significantly as the atom bomb in my parents and my grandparent’s time.
My parents were born before either of these technological innovations came.
My grandparents were born before radio, before flight.
According to the Gregorian calendar, in the year nineteen hundred and sixty nine of the Common Era, a human being first set foot on the moon.
I was born in that same year, eighty-nine days earlier.
I grew up with the precise and undeniable knowledge that the world is one place, one tiny-blue spec soaring through the vast universe, together with our little yellow star and our lifeless sister planets.
The universe is my inheritance, absolutely, undeniably and entirely.
It is ours.
The awesome weight of this knowledge is juxtaposed by the sublime and mortifying truth that at any moment it could be taken away from me, from us, denied to my brothers and sisters, denied to humanity, by the fell swoop of nuclear force, by a natural disaster, a volcanic explosion, a collision with an astral body, or by the slow depletion of our natural resources and the steady toxification of the planet.
In the last couple of decades our knowledge of the world has grown immensely.
By destroying, or nearly destroying entire ecological systems, we have come to understand both the fragile-balance of the natural world and our precarious position within it.
Only now, when it appears too late to mitigate the damage we have already done, do we realize that we are killing ourselves with the slow poison of technological ease.
There is a lot of neglect in the world.
Humans are negligent of realizing and accepting responsibility for the most basic issues of life and death in our society, and on our planet.
We are greedy, short-sighted, and self-destructive.
We are fearful of giving up the luxuries we feel we have earned, fearful and negligent of analyzing the consequences of continuing to satiate our appetites without giving any thought to the future.
Everyone shares the same inheritance, private property not-withstanding, the world belongs to all of us, regardless of what social conditions or what continent that they were born into, regardless of what creed, what color, or what gender we are, what religion we profess, or how we understand we sexuality, or any of the other minor cultural matters that differentiate us from one another.
As members of the “free-world,” the “first-world,” we occupy an undignified position, our opulent life having been purchased by the blood and toil, bought and sold through the suffering of millions who are kept in bondage to economic imperialism, people who are little more than slaves to circumstances they do not comprehend and cannot control, slaves in everything but name, with no power, no rights, and no recourse to justice.
I am a theist. I believe in a God that made enough for everybody.
There is no reason for people to starve, to live in filth, to have no heat or clean water, no access to medicine and dentistry, to not receive an education.
Our beautiful world does not lack the resources to ensure that everyone is provided for. We lack the will to manage our resources properly, this is a human problem, a problem of shortsightedness, ignorance, and greed.
It is the problem of the living, a problem for the here and now.
As individuals we must learn to think of humanity as a complete organism, a collective of individuals, a singular entity.
We are like children in need of maturity.
We are one, humanity is one, and this is our puzzle.