There is a latent rebel within us all. Rebellion, of course, is appealing because it’s just so damn human and always has been, clear back to the garden of Eden. We are all rebels to some extent, even the grey suit in the grey cubicle has it in him. Though revolutions and rebellions are painful, we need them – like birthing pains. The pain is what brings us back to a starting point, where we can try, try again. Perhaps some day we will make our way back to the garden, but it will take a lot of tears, sweat, and blood. Such is the price demanded and we are all asked to pay as we move forward.
Are we on the right path, that final stretch towards a new reality? Some of us will lead, others will follow. Some will walk ahead on their own defying the odds. This implies that there is no such thing as equality, and we would never have taken a single step if we were, in fact, created equal. No, we’d still be huddled together in a cave somewhere. Equal worth for different reasons, maybe, but equality? Never. Nor is such a state desirable, not the way our laughable politicians preach it. Imagine the disaster! Everyone thinking they’re the same? No one would ever try to do anything that hadn’t already been done. The artist would suffocate in his cradle. The professor would lecture no one but himself. Society as we know it simply wouldn’t exist without peasants, knights, kings, and ladies. Difference is what creates new realities.
Some souls are simply more evolved than others – and there is no shame or hatred in that. One’s differences does not make one better or worth more in terms of basic human value. It is what one does with those differences that separates the wheat from the chaff. Some take it upon themselves to lead others to a better place, spiritually or physically. Some, unfortunately, manipulate and use the flock to their own advantage. But even abuse is necessary on our journey; there are many painful lessons that must be learned. The more knowledge we gain and the more experiences we have, whether for good or ill, the closer we get to our own better selves. That is why we have to go through this mess we call life.
It is not a matter of innocence or guilt, equality or superiority. Rather, it is a matter of progress and it is not meant to be easy. If you need to rebel – and we all do at some point – rebel against the self, in order to find the Self. Silence the noise within and listen. True revolution is not like Dostoevsky’s; it is not about ridding society of what you deem undesirable in the hopes of realizing an impossible utopia. Instead it is ultimately about overcoming the self. If we could all accomplish an inner revolution we would finally be ready for freedom, and we would have it in an instant.
Were you given absolute freedom today, what would you do with it? There are countless hordes to whom that would entail little more than rape, pillage, and plunder. Souls such as these do not deserve freedom – they are simply not ready for it. Untold others would do exactly nothing with their freedom. A very few, like Nietzsche’s Zarathustra, would come down from their proverbial mountain cloisters and shout enlightenment only to be ridiculed or ignored, then they might wander off again wondering why they bothered. Such is the state of mankind, and so it has been for millennia.
This is why we need rebels, those who do not give a god damn for the actual because they can see, even feel, the potential. It is the disobedient few who will march us all into the future, and the herd will follow even if bitten on the heels and driven forward, kicking and screaming. Forward march.