It's Not You, It's Me.

 Really.

I think that's a distillation of the basic human condition. No matter the destination, the inescapable companion is you. 

Maybe that's why so many disciplines focus on the sublimation or disregard of the self. Maybe that's why so many activities are geared towards obliviating consciousness. 

Practices based on at least the superficially positive, such as religious experiences or transcendent states of meditation are often described as being "one with god/earth/higher power." Isn't that just another way of saying you've hung the coat of your identity by the mudroom door? Isn't it all the same appeal?

What if we are not searching for unity with a greater force, but escape from our inner workings? What if it's not a sense of community, but anonymity that we seek?  

This isn't what I came here to say, but that's not very different from the usual routine. 

The Human Condition is vexing and perplexing, and some days it wears me out more than others.