Fear- Order from Chaos.

There are no limits for human horror, all the wild imagination and unpredictive responses had made the conscious mind a clueless maze where everyone is trapped. Some people are able to free themselves by picking out the right signs, where many have failed to find the right conduct. Conduct, that is the word a person must live with. A code of conduct to live a life in society. Every time I hear a person say the human being is a social animal I hear the implied sentence, therefore you must live with a code of conduct. Because that’s what separates us from the rest of the animal kingdom. Laws.

But what does a code of conduct has to do with human horror. To define horror in a very simple manner would be the inability to control something. That is when fear rises. When fear intensifies to form where there is no coming back, it becomes a horror. And human beings, following the code of conduct, set a lot of boundaries which in turn brings a vast area of inabilities. These inabilities leave a human being not being able to respond or take an action when needed. Thus leaving them with every horror imaginable.

It was on one such instance that I met an old man on a bus who looked too old for his age. He had a very distinctive feature. He talks. No matter what the situation was, or if nobody was listening to him he talked. Louder than normal men and words that made no sense. I grew curious about him but it became more irritable than pleasing. People made him get off the bus as nobody could stand him anymore. I felt sorry for him and wanted to apologise for the action of others. But like any normal citizen who follows the code of conduct, I remained on the bus.

Later I saw the news to find that he died from a car accident. His medical report stated that he had Somniphobia or the fear of sleep. The doctor stated that the man used to talk loud because it helped him from sleeping or even thinking about sleeping which could bring a panic attack to people who suffers such phobia. He was younger than me but lack of sleeping made him look older than his age.

That is when I noticed something, why people ‘do’ things. I came to the conclusion that everyone in this world or any other world had a single and foremost motive for doing things. It was not money or a more competent one, power. Neither was it to demand respect nor was it for their pride. The single most reason why every man woke up every day and worked hard was because of fear. Fear of getting lesser than others, becoming smaller than others, not having as much as others. We compare because we live in a society, which for example made me not to get off from the bus to comfort the old man, fearing that the people would not expect such things from me.

The fear has very peculiar objectivity of bringing a mindset into the people that failure of something would result in death. But death was not the sole reason for everyone’s fear or was their motive. Death was only a bi-product of fear. When fear intensifies it forms horror and to escape horror is to escape oneself. It may seem fairly possible from a distant view but getting closer these horrors keep everything running. From a government authority ordering their citizen to obey their rules to a school teacher who commands their students to do homework. It becomes impossible to overcome their horror. But on the contrary horrors and fears are very much reliable and more productive than other motives. Human civilisation was built on the foundation of fear. Fear of the unknown, fear of the untamed beasts that lingered in the darkness, fear of thirst, fear of hunger. These fears gave rise to a way of living, which now had been civilised to form a code of conduct. We live by a code of conduct, but the fact is, it is not the code of conduct that leads our life. It is the fear and horror of our own that guides our life through the treacherous paths.

Human horrors as I began this post with, on a wider angle cannot be called a horror itself, it is a lantern, a piece of our own that states what is right and what is wrong. To imagine a world without fear is to see a world of chaos. More than love and trust, fear could bring order from the chaos that had set itself in this world. Not on a fear of a person or an authority. On fear of oneself and fear of not being able to be productive. The fear that could bring love and compassion on to this morally and physically devastating world.