The happiest days of my life were the barefoot days on the hill in my backyard. When I dreamed I could fly. Then one day I asked myself, “but why?”
I started wondering about the world, all at once. It really is all happening at once, we just perceive and understand it as a succession of “events” happening one after the other.
I believe intuition or “gut feelings” are just our true knowledge of what will happen “next.” It may sound woo woo to some but just read a book on Theoretical Physics or Zen Buddhism and it will sound more plausible.
When I stop wondering, maybe it will be time to die. Until then I am going to write a story that makes me dream. And there is so much I don’t know. But the pursuit of facts doesn’t excite me the way it used to. Is that a product of my age, my motivation, or my generation? Did I fall for the myth that I can have a second, disconnected brain? “Just outsource it,” that's what they said about work in the 2000s.
So, let’s just outsource our minds and forget how to think, to remember, and to wonder. We can just have all the “facts” and a perfectly documented history of our personal past, and then we will know exactly who we were and who we are supposed to be. It will be great. The world already tells me what to wear and how to make money and how to love and who to respect, why must I do the work of thinking and remembering and being confused and curious when a system can do it for me?
I will resist this as long as possible. and continue the pursuit of true knowledge rather than a collection of facts. And that should keep me going for a while. I wonder where It will take me?
Jillian is a writer from Pittsburgh, PA. She enjoys writing fiction and reading Non-fiction. She lives in Alexandria, VA with her husband and two cats. When she isn't writing speculative fiction she is doing yoga, drinking green tea or spending time with her family.