Creative Psychosis

In the event that S. Rod and I decide to get dinner delivered, we usually throw on a DVD while we devour the cuisine. Tonight’s dinner was Chinese and the chosen flick was The Matrix. I had pressed her to watch Meeting People Is Easy since it is about a dinner length feature, but S. Rod would not have it. So I relented— I knew that The Matrix is one of those movies that gets my mind churning a bit afterwards, and that’s always a welcome bonus for me.

Not having seen this flick in a while though, I was reminded of how Neo, or rather Thomas Anderson, was a cubicle dwelling corporate drone (as pictured below) in the beginning of the film before he took the red pill. Seeing the all-too-familiar scenery only served to make me laugh. Sometimes it seems that even in a span of potential escape, I am reminded of my current state of affairs and the displeasure I have with it.

Nevertheless, I guess if you take the concepts presented in The Matrix and extend them as metaphors into reality, then we are all striving to be the Neo version of ourselves. Not necessarily “the One” to everyone, but to become the person that chases down the dream… and catches it. The one where the sacrifices finally add up to something stellar. Otherwise, we will always be our own personal Thomas Anderson.

As always, it boils down to making the conscious choice to become Neo. Such a choice is always there, waiting for you to make it… or at least, it’s just a FedEx envelope containing a switchblade cellphone away.