Ugh. This book. I love Joseph Campbell. I want to be Joseph Campbell when I grow up.
This book is amazing, but I fear the majority of people won't get it, as they are too caught up in the material, competitive Western complex to really let it resonate within them, down to their subconscious where their brain can start to grasp at it, embrace it. Even in saying that, I am sure some people will grow annoyed at me or label me pretentious, but it's true. All we care about is how we appear, all we nurture is our ego. At least, most of us do. I'm sure the rinpoche's up in the Himalayas don't give a damn what anyone thinks of them.
Ego death isn't for everyone.
There are so many things I can write about this book, so many things, but all I will say is that though Joseph Campbell, along with many other authors and video game developers, helped make me who I am, Campbell taught me how to be, how to relate to the world around me.
In making folklore, both ancient and modern, more palatable for the lay person, Campbell has combined philosophy with gospel-like archetypes and created truths that are more akin capital T Truth than any other writer I know of. I know, I know, even I was told time and time again by multiple advisers and professors that capital T Truth doesn't exist, but a part of me thinks it does, and Campbell has found it hidden away in the stories we tell ourselves.
Campbell has many points. Most people don't want to renounce all worldly goods and live a life of simplicity. And I mean true simplicity, a shire-like existence. Most people would definitely sell out their morals and truths for a little bit of cash and fame, making art they don't want to, promoting things they don't even like or need. Most people are constantly Otherizing, competing, one upping, starting pissing contests. They live in the scarcity mindset: me vs them. The majority of the human race lives against nature, trying to control it rather than letting it be, learning for it.
This book has once again shown me that one of the things I despise most about the Western scarcity mindset is competition. I hate it. Sure, I've played literally hundred of hours in competitive online shooters and mmorpgs, but those are games. I'm talking about people being competitive in life for no reason other this twisted belief we have created that says if you compete with someone and win (and winning is subjective, for some people it's gaining attention, others accolades) than you are better than said other person. What utter crap. You are no better than the child slave who made the phone you now use to check how many followers you have on youtube or pinterest or to read this review. No. I refuse to believe that competition is a good thing anymore in our society. We need to evolve past thinking that competition is healthy. What's really healthy is supporting others, having compassion.
I'm probably getting into some dangerous territory here, so I will just say this.
I'm realizing more and more that the main trait I look for in a person is humility, the ability to admit fault and apologize. This book helped identify why that is as well as solidify it as the number one trait that indicates a good, honest person. And you know what, people like that are few and far between. But everyone sure is good at wearing that mask of humility and understanding, at faking it, when they are actually too afraid to be up front. Passivity is the new norm.
I know too many people who would read reviews on goodreads, look at pictures on FB, or occasionally surf to tumblr and judge the ever living crap out of everyone they see. Base their entire opinion about that person on soundbites of their life. Not understanding that everything on the internet is fake. Not understanding that every person is a multifaceted gem that only shines with certain kinds of light.
I fear the way our society is heading. I despise that everyone has this fake, ridiculous persona online and a different mask for every person they see offline. That these fake people change their personality based on the people around them, feigning interest in something they claimed to hate just for a little bit of attention and ego stroking. I hate this constant judgement and fear of being judged. I am sick of hiding my education, my interests, and my passion just so others can feel comfortable with themselves. I am tired of keeping secret the fact I write and I love to write because people immediately label writers as egotistical and inane. Am I stupid to think that for humans to evolve, truly evolve, into a space faring race we either need a common enemy we can all rally against or,more difficultly, be kind, compassionate, empathetic?
Well, in studying Joseph Campbell I have learned that there are two types of people: those who want progress and those who want validation from others. The latter truly holds us back as a species.
Ugh, I would write more, and edit, but I am late. So it goes.
And with that I think I will do to my goodreads what I did to my FB, and delete it.