Confusing changes

In a world of confusing changes, where ideologies are no longer necessary to justify government policies and market economies, the average individual, the one who is willingly exploitable at the hand of very few, because he or she has to make a living and somehow feel happy about being a contributing factor in his or her community, life can become sedated because the mind becomes numbed by modern preoccupations, with very little time to focus on real issues, such as profound inner happiness, not the one provided by modern paraphernalia, but the one that occupies its rightful place in our brains. And no, I am not unhappy! On the contrary! Once I have assumed that I was constituted by my own judgment, determination and decision to reach goals of my own choosing, not those imposed upon me by either my close or distant environment, I was able to shrug off all systems of culture, convention, tradition, religion, as resolutely supplied and sometimes borrowed parameters for making intelligent life choices in small increments rather than en masse decisions. I am the one who decided to live again after being such a cruel and evil man, daring to even trap silly Thanatos, god of death, to demonstrate my hubris, paying for it dearly now that I am back eternally in Hades after Ares intervened to liberate the former and put me back where I belong. Ah, but down here, things are so simple, nothing disturbs the routine, except for my frequent dreams of seeing Prometheus on Mount Caucasus – I am sure you knew all along that it was impossible for me to see him from my prison – which occur rather frequently recently. Perhaps I envy him without wanting to admit it; his destiny is preferable to mine since one day he will be liberated by Heracles himself after the latter slays his tormentor, whereas my punishment will last for ever. He is after all a better man than I am! Time to resume my ascension with impassive Boulder!