The banality of everyday Life is soul-crushing leading to ennui. I think it is in large part due to our consumerist/distraction-filled society (itself a product of Technology) and catering to the lowest common denominator in everything.
Questions plaguing me:
- Why do i need to conform to social mores?
- Why must i accommodate myself to "popular culture"?
- Why don't people stop what they are doing, take a step back and ask themselves "Where are We and How did We get Here"?
- What have we "Gained" and What have we "Lost"?
- What exactly has "Progressed" and what "Regressed"?
- Why don't people want to face "Reality" but are willing to live in any "Fantasy" of their making/subscribing?
- Is this all there is to my Life?
- How do i cope with the utter meaninglessness of it all?
My answer is to shut myself away from Society and live within my Head, alone and lonely. But Books provide a coping mechanism by getting me out of my Head and providing me new experiences through that of the author.