The Matrix is real...
Well, I have come to the conclusion that the matrix is real. We are all but pawns in a different world. Not necessarily virtual, more of a cloudy view of reality. There is a core world that truly exists. We are all controlled by our minds. We are all a part of this reality, but it is flawed by the distortion our mind plays over our senses. What we see and think is real, it might not be. Pain, what is it? Is it a hurt, or merely what our mind tells us. When things that should hurt don't, is that merely a failure of our mind to adjust properly to reality. Is there any such thing as pain? When you hurt yourself, why do people tell you not to look at it. Is it simply for your benefit. Or is it that by not looking at it, you won't feel as much pain. A fundamental breakdown on the part of your mind to contain and control you. Every day, I wake up with the same choice Neo faced in the matrix. Which pill to take. On the one hand, I stare at the red pill. It is nothing more than a mind enhancer. A pill to make the minds control over me that much stronger. Distorting my view of reality even more with an artificial wall created by modern medicine. On the other, I don't have to take it. It is this daily choice I must make. By taking it, it keeps me in tune with the matrix. I am flawed by its evil effects as my mind grows stronger and my soul grows weaker. By not taking it, the reality becomes clearer. I see the path, yet am unable to reach it. I see the purest form of myself. The uninhibited, unbounded me. I am there, surrounded by those before me. Those who were able to see what I saw. As I stand in the presence of those before me, I stare at the company dumbfounded. I know what I could be, but how do I shed the mind. I do not know, nor may I ever know.