Why Do We Feel?

[Destrod 2,634]

                          Why Do We Feel?

 

 

 

Feelings are immoral, biased and unethical in some situations, but they all hold power. And dear old Life has always taught us that no matter how rude or spoiled the rich kid is, if Street Fighter IV is what you want, Street Fighter IV is what you'll get. Sometimes one must look beneath, and beyond the maze of feelings that strangle us. Inhibit us from moving beyond what we choose to feel. And therein the question arises. Whatever happened to choice? What we, as humans were always promised? It turns out that choice is merely an illusion moulded by the furnace of time, and hardened by the shifts of power from one person to another. How can one feel anything, without having the choice to do so? The dilemma arises, and the only way to solve it is to think with the most simple of mindsets, is it right or wrong?

 

 

Suppose we're stranded on an island, without food nor water. All we have with us is a communicating machine (any sort) which can be used to signal passing ships. But there's a twist, the seas are riddled with pirates, who could raid whatever happiness you have left in your life, and walk away with you buried in the sand. What should you do? Take the enormous risk of signaling a ship? Or find a way to salvage the means of escape yourself? In either situation, death is imminent, but why do you think? What makes you wonder which option is better, even though success would mean, in theory, the same outcome? This is where feelings come in. A person with feelings, any normal person would always reconsider everything that he or she does, not because of precise logic but because of pure and raw feelings. This is what keeps us going. A mind must think, and choice is virtually non-existent, because there is no power.

 

 

You're still thinking, and then you make up your mind. You don't want to signal a ship, you will take the safer option and try to salvage an escape boat. Every vessel in your brain tells you otherwise, but you are persistent. Because now, there's a new piece on the board, a piece that will undoubtedly change the game. Fear. The fear of being tied by rope, the fear of never seeing your family or whatever loved ones you have left, and most of all, the fear of not existing for your own self. When the fear spice is dropped into the feeling broth, the taste becomes all so exquisite. You no longer care about the outcome, you are more focused on how to get there. So while choice is out with a cup of tea on the moor, fear is the real voice behind your head. 

 

The plan works out, you manage to tie bamboo logs with hard tree bark, and your makeshift raft is sea worthy. There's a long and uncomfortable journey, with the last two companions you'd ever want on a survival voyage, regret and anger. As long as there's breath in your body, you will fight to survive, but at what cost? "You can't do this, you should turn back now. Save yourself, find a ship.Why did you do this?" "I told you to not do this! You're a fool for not listening to me, fear took you over!", all echoing in your head. How do you shake away the voices? Courage cannot help you, there is nothing from which to inspire courage, or is there? One last breath? If not for yourself, but for other people who depend on you? Henceforth begins the greatest tug of war, more powerful than the very cosmos itself, simply because of the reason that it's uncontrollable. The voyage ends, and you find civilization. You're overcome by triumph, and all the troubles that you had to go through are nothing but the footprints a man leaves behind him.

 

 

So in the end, we all must feel something. Otherwise, we would cease to exist. Choice will tingle you once in a while, asking why you can't be cold-hearted and emotionless, but then you'll remember, how every single part of your feelings helped you from disaster and doom. And you'll remember how choice had deserted you after giving only a hint of survival. Then you'll move forward, with determined steps on the pavement. Ready to die, ready to suffer, and ready to feel.

[Flexoo 6,980]

Approved.

 

Edits:

slight grammar fixes:

a/an cannot be used with plural,

"s" removed from one or two verbs that were used after plural nouns.

 

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Look at you writing a philosophical piece :). nice change after all the humor articles.   

[cryptor 589]

Nice article! 

[Jade 1,420]

Great work! Can't wait to see more  :)

[AbsoluteAlphaZero 2,027]

Nice article! I would love to see it go way deeper than this, like a rant on reality.

Edited October 29, 2018 by AbsoluteAlphaZero

[P.4.R.K.O.U.R 329]

Awesome!

[Person_Random 4,991]

Wonder why this didn't make editorials.

 

 

Flexoo bias

 

 

Edited November 27, 2018 by Person_Random