And that’s to say, there’s no place like 127.0.0.1- the local loop back address. Get it?
Are you one of us who, when long ago was presented with the choice of whether to take the blue pill or the red pill. who, unwittingly, however unabashedly, chose to take the red pill? The problem with the red pill is that no one ever really warned us that the rabbit hole was truly the matrix- a dystopian future in which reality as perceived by most humans is actually a simulated reality. I get that “now”. But I didn’t get that long ago when I chose to take the red pill. So what do we do? We step out of the matrix just long enough to visit reality outside of a simulation of sorts. Because who are we fooling, in the end we all go here right? None of us are immortal to the pain of suffering- old age, sickness, and death. It’s one of the
Four Noble Truths . But we were also shown a way out of the the matrix. An end to the rabbit hole. So I had to step away from the simulation, pull back from the matrix….
And I found that there is life on the other side of the rabbit hole. We just have to make a conscious decision to embrace it. People will tell you- “No, stay in the matrix. Live there. Don’t come here. You’re better off where you’re at”. I can only fathom that they have the slightest clue just “how deep the rabbit hole is”.
Wake up to the possibility of freedom. Liberation. The grass is greener on the other side. There’s life here! Come look. See. Feel. Experience it for yourself. Live it for those who no longer have that option.
But don’t forget your initial reason (outside of an undying desire “to know how things work”) that you even considered taking the red pill to begin with. You wanted to escape the blissful ignorance of illusion. We resisted the blue pill because we didn’t want the story to end. And thus we embraced the painful truth of reality and are now fully aware of the true nature of the matrix.
Lleno de mis amigos y mi familia. Ya no tengo enemigos en cualquier parte. The only visible enemy is the one I see in the mirror. And now the question is no longer “are you” pero “cuando”. Cuando está viniendo a casa? And the line of questions continue- “Por qué está viniendo a casa?”
De vez y cuando I pose the question to myself- “If I had it all over to do again, which pill would I choose to take?” On the one hand you have the opportunity to end it all, cross over to the other shore and be with those whom you love so dearly and who have themselves crossed over.
On the other, the choice is to stay here on this cipher, continue on being shown just how deep the rabbit hole is. Stay. Fight. Teach. Lead. Be a light for those who’re still looking for a way out of the darkness. A glimmer of hope for those who must believe that there is a way to end the suffering. In the end, I’m perfectly content with my decision to take the red pill. I do not try to even bend the spoon. Eso es imposible. Instead, I only try to realize the Truth…there is no spoon. And with this truth comes the realization that it is not the spoon that bends, my friends….it is only myself!