On what is that proud feeling of the individual based? Science reduces that uniqueness to a complex whole of genetic information, the living human being however feels a need of self-development and self-experience. When one reaches that point with independent thinking one gets the impression that one has come to a limit in thinking. Evolution of the living bodies can be thought through up to a certain point and then be reversed, as I have tried by thinking about evolution and involution, about the development of the simplest living being to the most complicated ones against the realization of the primal image of the most complicated and perfect human being, that was already there in the beginning.
Now, in that sequence of thought more or less inevitable the wilful human individuality appears, of which billions seem to exist. Each individual strives for confirmation of the self and also searches it in the unification with others. In race, nation, nationality, religion, church, association, the club, the sports club, and so on…
Humanity as a whole is viewed in contrary to the plurality and diversity. Here independent thinking comes to a limit and on that limit one can imagine how in ancient times, when humanity did not have so much intellectual development yet, but apparently much more wisdom in stead, it was not explained in a rational way what that proud feeling was based on. It was painted in myths, what has happened to humanity as a unity, because of which it became a collection of proud self-loving individuals. (That there is much more to say about the individual is clear. I only want to demonstrate one aspect here).
I will tell such a myth from Greek mythology.
‘In ancient time humanity assimilated nature with a primal power such as he had fed himself and had quenched his thirst. There had not been a difference yet between the conscious and the unconscious, no difference between one and another human being. Nature, mother earth, was truly the mother to mankind, she fed it and refreshed it with fruits of the fields, with juices from the springs, the rivers, but also with beauty of the colours and scents. Humanity had been one with the mother, Demeter. In the inner life of mankind she gave birth to the perception of her beauty and purity over and over again as her daughter Persephone. She, Persephone, was the living experience of the being of mother earth. She had never seen herself and humanity had not seen itself either. Persephone embroidered on the veil of Demeter, creating beautiful images that the human beings were allowed to experience, if they only were not tempted by love for themselves.
But the powers of death wanted to grasp Persephone, they wanted to get the experience in the human inner life. They wanted to exclude humanity from the divine unity, from the unity with Mother Nature. Only images should be there in the consciousness, images of nature, of God, not the reality. Nature had to die in the consciousness of mankind, Persephone had to be abducted to Hades, to the subconscious.
The God of the Hades, who never laughs, sent as a seducer Eros, to let her pick the flower of self-love. Eros spoke seducing words to Persephone, who longed to understand the riddles of the earth. Demeter had warned her, to embroider on diligently on the veil and to pick no flower in the garden, on no account. But Eros told her that this flower was the earthly form of her star… Persephone asked for the name of the flower and Eros called the name: Narcissus…
With tempting words, promising her deep insight in the incomprehensible earth and herself, he convinced her to pick the flower.
Oh what a disaster came over Persephone and together with that over the inner experience of humanity! The powers of fate, of death, of loss, of longing took over the inner life of humanity…’
Persephone, Acropolis Museum, AthensPersephone and Eros by Mieke Mosmuller