Moving On


Another perspective.

When one is told about having a fork on the road, most people won’t see the above picture.

Imagine yourself having never saw a fork on the road (The one where the road splits to two directions). Would you have imagined something similar to the picture above?

Similarly, what we have seen, what we have heard, what we have experienced also deceives us, granting us an illusion of familiarity and safety.

I can almost relate this to the Matrix movies. The people dwelling in the Matrix lives, but never really lived. The Matrix series are very entertaining to watch. Everything stereotypical about Hollywood movies are in the whole movie series, yet there’s an important idea that challenges our everyday lives. How do we know if we’re not living in the Matrix right now?

Honestly, I think not, and majority of people would agree with me. However, this world we are in is very similar to the Matrix because we are not truly free. Our thoughts and ideas are almost always restricted by our environment such as the way we grew up, our family’s influence, our classmate’s influence, our society’s expectations of success. Most of our values are developed by the influences I mentioned above. I’m not going to discuss whether it’s a bad thing or not, but I am pointing out we humans as a whole are attracted to the prescient of familiarity.

Now I have to point out those individualistic individuals who thinks that they are above this prescient of familiarity. One can argue one’s ideas can be truly unique, (I am being very careful with the wording here, because everyone is truly unique) but I think ideas can be analyzed just as matter can be analyzed. Just as matter is laws of thermodynamics, I think ideas too are limited by the same type of law, for Nothing_comes_from_nothing.

(Damn it, now I have to analyze how ideas come from and how humans are different than animals…)

(Or I can stop here and leave a cliffhanger for next time so I can start eating lunch)

The above is my thought process as I debate on whether to continue writing this post as of this moment.

My stomach wins.