Today’s installment finds our hero waxing philosophical. Will he manage to unravel the secrets of the universe? Will he experience a spiritual reawakening? Will he discover some fundamental stepping stone on the way to true enlightenment? Will he save Penelope before she is run over by the locomotive, sending the dastardly villain’s plan awry?

Sometimes I feel like I am living my life on the edge of some dangerous, elusive, truth. Except it’s not truly elusive. It’s simply forgettable.

We are not so different, you and I.

I think of those who, rather than face the decrepitude of reality, find solace in madness. And I understand its seductive pull.

I think of those who find hope and determination when confronted with illness and mortality. And I believe it possible I could do the same.

I think of how close we all are, all of us pages in the same book. The language and stories differ, but we share a common theme.

I think of how I want to find a way out of the box, as if the limits of my mind are contained in the frailty of the human animal. As if mental ascension was possible.

I think we all want to be unique but find comfort in how much we have in common.

I think the human condition is a shared experience, whether we want it to be or not.

2 Responses to “Humanity”

  1. lea Says:

    Indeed.. “wether we want it to be or not..”
    It IS shared and thank god for that.. how lonely it would be if not shared! It is lonely enough at times when one forgets that everyone feels this way.

  2. introspectre Says:

    I am so sleepy, but I must tell you of your awesomeousity.

    “…may seem closer than they appear.”

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