To the outsider looking in, the abyss is so vast and bereft of others with which to judge, the fragile self crumbles on the weight of the hierarchical systems employed by the individual race. It is inherent that in individualism that it is not a humanistic outlook and extends shallow ego games into the plenitude of our vacuous resources here on Earth. Without the solemn recognition of the inner emptiness that pervades mainstream culture and Western ideology, there will be no hope to explore space, inner or outer. The quest of mankind may be deplorable to a point in which the masses have been toxified by the implications of rhetoric abusive of natural language and so there are many among us who are confused by the concept of solitude and personhood.
Rather than making oneself individual by finding the “newest” fashions or fantasies, what has become of the fertile lands beneath us which are the least abstract under any rational consideration? Until the collective mythos is contaminated by shoddy exercises in ego flexing, the muscles of the person are made to respond well to the inner and outer forces that govern his life on the Earth (unless there are humans elsewhere we include in this society, which may or may not be part of the issue i.e. history) and later rise to present local political dilemma with which to provide diplomacy or destruction.