Assuaging our angst

Existential angst is a permanent fixture of the human condition because we do not understand our purpose. We are thrown into existence and left to figure out how to navigate a largely confusing playing field full of mostly artificial rules; a reality  we begin to understand when we are well into adulthood.

For those of us who want certainty there is always religious fervor. It assuages the psyche and allows them to sleep even as deep down we should conclude that we will never understand our creation and purpose while we are on this planet.

In that sense human hubris fascinates me because it is so unfounded. We manage to put rogether little fragments of understanding based on theories and our heads inflate with confidence when in truth we know so very little.