What does it mean?

So much of what I see around me I find absurd, this elaborate dance of human life, the protection of honour, ambition, pride, and glorification, deception, the illusions, and delusions; the large amount of things that don't exist but our mind creates for us and then plays with them, protects them, breaks and fixes them.

What does it mean that I find so much and so many things, very important for so many people, absurd? What am I going through, how can I get out of it? There must be other people who went to the same thing, what did they do?

No, I am not miserable, even though it may sound so from my questions above. This is just a thought exercise.

While I feel this way I am also bound to follow the same people and do the same things (job, friends, family, etc. etc.). It is very hard to be different.

Update ( February 20, 2008):
my mind is cunning, it makes it very difficult for me to find fault with myself. At present I do not see too much absurd with my own life : )
I can only find fault with other people (real or in stories). For example some of my friends believe they have an inner voice that helps them to choose between right and wrong, I find that funny.