Humans like to pretend that we are in control; control of ourselves, our actions, our words, our thoughts, our desires, etc. But, how could we ever really be? Each of us, though intrinsically a part of this Universe, are universes unto ourselves, simply by the nature of our existence.
Everything that we see, hear, feel, smell or taste is an illusion. We live in a phantom world, constructed by our expectations. All that we experience is done through the human filter. We have eyes that can see only a tiny portion of the light spectrum. Only that which is illuminated by visible light may be known, and yet, so much exists that is beyond our knowing. (Yes, I realize that we have scientific instruments and theory, which give us cause for speculation, but so much theory has yet to be satisfactorily proven. And I mean proven by fact, not more theory.)
There are forces pulling and pushing on our realities, each one shaping us and our individual destinies. Each, as invisible as the air, but just as real, just as vital to our survival. And we will never understand just how full our worlds are with things we do not know. Yet, do we long for control.
Control of the type that humans so covet can only be gained through foresight, which we are quite lacking in, collectively. Like little children, we throw tantrums when events do not play out as we envisioned. As if we could foresee all variables in a situation, we become distressed when these limitations are revealed. However, we need not become so distraught, for the Gods exist, and it is They who control the Kosmos.
We must do as the Gods bid us. We must not back away from the paths They choose for us, out of fear. If humans were left alone to act on our own whims constantly, we would destroy all that we have ever known, for fear of what we do not.
This fragile world lives precariously in the hands of the Gods. They hold us, sometimes gently, sometimes roughly, but They hold us. So, relinquish all control, for we never had any to begin with. This awful clinging only serves to prolong the slow death of ego. It is the whole, collective and hubristic ego of humanity which needs to die, and that death may only be accomplished through the smaller deaths within each of us. To do that, we must give our lives away, while remembering that a gift, once given, is no longer ours.
The Gods have shaped this world, and yes, we have also made our mark. But what we have done is more of a reaction to that which can not be controled. The world is a chaotic environment. No matter how we attempt to bring this chaos to order, we will forever be lost in the fog of human understanding. Even as we manage to pull the veil over our own eyes, the Gods look down, some with laughter, some with pity. But, They have not yet gone away from us, despite our youth and impetuousness. Let us embrace Them, totally. Let us walk down the roads paved by the grace of the Gods.
I have believed, for a long while now, that it is the role of the Gods to construct the important and elaborate plans, while humans on the other hand, are simply to act upon them when the time is right. There are few things that our species does better than act. It is the will and intent behind our actions which makes the difference. And if we have relinquished all control, as we should, we can trust that the Divine Intent is more in tune with the needs of all the world, and not simply our own.