Life has a funny way of getting you back in tune with the universe of all things to keep you on your toes and to make you chuckle while crying uncontrollably.
Life is bigger than Plato's Cave and yet even the smallest comments can capture more shadows and more rainbows than that of photos and entire orchestras combined. Well, I might be exaggerating. But it's not like I'm talking in code.
I've heard people talk about how jello we are, especially in the mist of Lucid Dreaming. I'm not really sure what it's all about. The more I know, the more I know I don't know. So, I don't know if we can communicate with each other or with God knows what else while we're sleeping at night.
Regardless, we are all in Plato's Cave to a degree. The only question is who's in it deeper than others. My heart is racing towards the light at the end of this cave tunnel.
Plato’s Cave Allegory Brought to Life with Claymation
Being a Prisoner of One's Own Mind
