People often use the term 'hierarchy'. But what is it? Is it good, bad, useful, or useless?
It, itself, of course, is nothing. A sound, or series of sounds, used to grunt to somebody else, hopefully to signify whatever it signifies. What does it signify?
Leftists would do away with it altogether, because it seems at odds with their avowed God. That is to say: Equality.
But hierarchy is what you do with it. Which is dependent upon how you see it. Here's how I see it...
At the very top of the hierarchy is Reality. Aka 'God'. This being the pre-existing framework in which I exist.
I revere it because - if nothing else - it is rather bigger, and older, than me.
Next there are the manifestations of Reality. The earth. The weather. The myriad lifeforms around me.
Then there are the things that humans have built, over the ages, that have lasted as long as they have.
I revere them, too, because they have lasted as long as they have, were built up by many, and are the result of countless individual lives.
Then there are other humans, which, as crappy as they so often are, are still living beings. And for as long as they are living, contain the potential to be more than they were, yesterday, no matter how unlikely that may seem, today.
And right at the bottom of this hierarchy, is me. Mr. Unimportant. Doing my very best to not betray the life that has chosen to reside in me, for as long as it chooses to reside there.
Although it very often appears to others that I consider everything to be about me, this is as incorrect as anything could be. It is, in fact, a perspective held by others, because that is the only perspective they have, in their inability to even conceive of living a life in which everything was not only about them.
Hierarchy. An appreciation of how things stack together, according to what works, and what doesn't.
The most important part of which, is an ability to place oneself at the bottom. Not because one has no value, but because value only comes from being able to disappear into one's life, as opposed to life being nothing else than whatever one thinks one wants.