We all have it. Ego. It’ stronger and more outward on some but at some time, in all our lives, Ego has peaked out from behind some hidden corner of our emotions and made us into who we are. If it weren’t for Ego, we’d still be living in trees! Let me explain…
So, there we are, 3 million or so years ago, mulling around the treetops, eating fruit, the occasional bug, and our only worry? Falling to our death while we slept. Ok, not perfect but pretty simple. At some point in our some what eden-ish exsitance, one cocky monkey decided “let’s see what it’s like on the ground”. Maybe it’s the first documented case of ADD but for whatever reason, this stupid monkey climbs down a perfectly safe tree to terra firma. Instantly, a predator jumps out and chases said monkey all around. What do the rest of us do, cheer this asshole on. He feels a burst of energy, an Ego rush, and avoids becoming dinner.
2 things happen. The birth of spectator sports (which are all Ego driven) and the birth of Ego itself. The joy of having an audience spurs us on to bigger and better things. The feeling you’re better than the rest of us monkeys… that you’re invincible! Thanks to Ego, more stupid monkeys came down and have a go at land-based death-tag. Eventually, all the bloody monkeys are out of the trees and the fun’s all gone. (There are a few less monkeys too. As we know, not all of us are gifted athletically)
What next? Ego decides “well, I’ve done the tree to ground thing and it got quite the reaction. Let’s step it up a notch!” So, out of the forest this Ego driven monkey goes, stands up to peer over the tall grass and looks right into the eyes of and even bigger predator. This is when we discover it’s a lot fast for a monkey to run on 2 legs. Again, we cheer this bi-ped asshole on, he lives, and so does Ego.
And on it goes… the Egyptians thinking building bigger stuff will make them live eternal. The romans holding the ultimate stadium games which led to their Egos getting so big, they forgot to run the Empire. The British and Spaniards floating boats all over the world believing their way of life was the only way the rest of the world should live. (Oh, and “sharing” small pox. Thanks!) Every world war started by Ego, every sports championship ruled by Ego, every entertainer survives by Ego. All of us either feeding into it or feeding off of it. Yet, without it, we’d still be living in trees, eating fruit and the occasional bug thinking “this is so boring! I wish some monkey would climb down a tree and give us something to cheer about.”