Why must humans seek things? why not merely be content?
Whether it’s personal things, material things, etc?
I don’t want to imply that I know the answer to this, though this has been my musing on such:
Over the course of time, it appears that we have become reliant on the presence of answers. Steve Volk has a pretty interesting perspective in his book “Fringe-ology: How I Tried to Explain Away the Unexplainable-And Couldn’t”, where he points out the natural disposition of some to choose that which offers apparent “fact” over that which renders us “believers”, as believers often rely on either faith or an anecdotal experience. Generally, as humans, we’re driven to rely on our skepticism as we commonly live in fear of the unknown, and to acknowledge that there isn’t a definitive answer to that which we’re capable of wondering about, well… that would mean accepting death as a reasonable result or outcome. Death, the thing many fear most, so much so that Religion may very well be a pancea for Death (as Volk stated himself). So, to answer the feeling of loss and vulnerability, we seek things under the assumption that the reason we’re so unsettled is because we are missing something.
Society has taught us that we must gain to own, and while this may apply to the synthetic and material reality we inhabit, our brains are on a different playing field. Instead of gaining, we must instead shed, as the true goal is to find fulfillment in that which we already have. And what is “it”? The “it” is the “us” inside of us. Our personal perception of our existence in a whole, sans the body and ego that house us.
To say to ourselves that we are content – no longer in need of guidance, or relief, or the ability to question – would cause us to shorten the statement to, “I know, therefore I need not ponder.” Though, “Know” is not the right word. We must give ourselves the freedom to realize, “I ponder, I ACCEPT, therefore I need not seek.”