Why Do We Do The Things That We Do?

I Often ask myself this particular question but IO never really had time to ponder the answers to them.

Indeed. Why do we do the things that we do?

Let me start at the very top of the chain.

We were born on earth without our knowledge, at leats in the physical and particular instance (I refused to consider the discoveries of man nowadays about the unconscious. Not yet anyway).

We grew up as babbling babies who just can’t control salivating at every moment. We want the things we want as babies because that is what the physical aspects of our natures tell us.

We want food because we are hungry and because deep inside we know we need food to survive, so we cry. We want our diapers changed because we feel uncomfortable and generally, all creatures want their comfort so we cry again.

We want to be cuddled and cooed at because all creatures want attention so we try our best to be cute and adorable and to do odd things that bring the attentions of adults upon ourselfves. If this does not work, we cry.

Basically, as babies, our reasons for doing things are so simple: to survive, to be comfortable and to get the attention of others.

We have not changed much have we?