My Life, My Fantasy, My Philosophy

My Life, My Fantasy, My Philosophy - Descartes' Fourth Meditation, Plato’s Allegory of the Cave, Sir Francis Bacon's The Four Idols, and Walt Disney

Every day is a process of discovery, and I have stumbled upon one about myself: I am a hypocrite; I live in a world of hypocrites, and here, on this earth, lies not one soul who can live happily otherwise. We have developed a defense mechanism against all that is unknown in this world and acquired a false sense of security of having control and actually knowing how it is that this world works. We protect ourselves by lying, by acting as if we are actually doing that which separates us from the animal world: questioning, analyzing, and searching for life’s truths. We pretend that we analyze nature’s cycle and search for the light of truth when in fact; we simply ask the questions that uphold our own ignorant, single minded truths. Man kind has conducted this simulation of interest and inquiry by yielding to predisposed beliefs and lying to themselves about what they truly believe. We are all actors of the greatest kind, the kind that never realize they are acting, and what’s more, we are part of the grandest production on the earth: Life.

When I was a little girl, I remember staring into a pink, miniature Disney Princess Collection bowl full of chicken and onions and deciding I did not like onions, even before I had ever tried them. Yet, my parents forced a sliver of purple onion in my mouth insisting there was no possible way I could be certain of my decision without first trying a piece of that particular onion. The crisp, crunchy, cool veggie danced down my throat engulfing my nasal cavities in a warm, pleasant sensation. “I hate it!” I yelled while rubbing my wet tongu...

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...be asked of this grand production: why are we acting? It might seem as though we are being foolishly ignorant and throwing away the opportunity to fully and passionately seek out truth and once and for all be rid of our superficial mindsets, but that will never be. In the first place, man will never be capable to see the world with open and unbiased eyes, and secondly it is probably best that he doesn’t. The world needs childlike trust and hopefulness, it needs the ability to believe in something greater than itself, it needs the opportunity to foolishly and whole-heartedly believe in something that brings joy into its heart. There are certain personal and world truths that individuals should strive to understand simply to have a greater knowledge of life, but realism can cast a cruel hand on imagination and freedom that no human being should be held captive to.