Understanding Convenience, its Role in Our Lives, and How it Has Lead us to the Brink of Either Destruction or Rebirth

The Greek philosopher Plato once said in his book The Republic, “Necessity is the mother of invention.” The teacher’s thought is spot-on, and yet, it is grossly incomplete. He landed among the proverbial stars, but missed the moon on this assessment of creation. All advancements are not achieved because of need. Creation comes out of both necessity and convenience. Therefore, necessity alone cannot be held as the mother of invention. That is a half-truth that must be corrected.

To understand this clearly, we must look at necessity and convenience as we would pain and pleasure. The two are opposing poles on the plane of desire. Necessity is the desire to escape from pain, and convenience is the desire to experience pleasure, however, there is indeed some pleasure experienced as we transmute from the lower vibrations that are associated with pain. Necessity should not be overlooked though. It is important, but only as it relates to food, water, air, sanctuary, and reproduction. These are what every creature needs to survive. Anything that lies beyond these (at their most basic level) is unnecessary, and is therefore a convenience.

Understand: We don’t need cell phones, or laptops, or most other gadgets. We don’t need genetically modified fruits and vegetables. We don’t need clothes that are cheaply produced in third-world countries. Likewise, we don’t need clothes to be produced by manufacturers in our country. We don’t need police. We don’t need a president. We don’t even need a government. All of these are a convenience, and conveniences are a delegation of a particular thing.

When we call the babysitter over to watch the kids so we can have a date night, we delegate the responsibility we have to take care of our child to another person. When you jump on POF or Tinder to streamline the dating process, you are delegating the initial social interaction. Heck, when we call up Pizza Hut and order a large roni and 24 hot, we delegate that night’s dinner.

Delegating isn’t necessarily a bad thing. It’s the “what” that we’re delegating which determines this.

When we allow Monsanto to bully farmers, and bully their product into stores, we delegate many moral responsibilities. When we create a police force, we delegate our responsibility to protect and serve our communities and ourselves. When we vote for a president and embrace statism, we delegate our God-given sovereignty.

So ask yourself, are we delegating our moral responsibility, complicit to the wrongdoings of those around us in the name of convenience? Only you know that answer as it pertains to yourself. But, to speak generally, we are delegating our moral responsibility. What happens when society in the aggregate delegates its moral responsibility? That delegating leads us directly to the brink of destruction.

We have conveniently allowed ourselves to be led to death’s doorstep. The entire world is unsettled. America is coming unhinged, dying right before our very eyes. President Trump cannot save us. Your deity cannot save us. We can only save ourselves. We cannot delegate salvation, and for many Americans that’s a tough pill to swallow. Although we are at the brink of destruction, there is hope. It is true when they say that all good things must come to an end, but that end is not always to our demise. That end can be a rebirth. This country, our people, society can be reborn into something great and beautiful. You don’t even have to do anything special, you simply must resist. Resist what, I hope you’re asking. You must resist the convenience of delegating your moral responsibility to be complicit in wrongdoing. All wrongdoing is sin, and the wages of sin is death.



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