The shadow...

Philosophy talks about meaning. Meaning of life, meaning of actions and meaning of its consequences. In a crude form, it talks about going beyond the materialistic aspects of life and attain, for the loss of any other word, “enlightenment”.

Now imagine yourself in love. The world suddenly turns a rosy hue. You smile, conscious of this secret emotion running through you while you try acting normal. There is no better time and place you think you’d rather be. You look forward to those meetings with your lover. The endless discussions and plans you both make for your future. Let’s explore the little streets of Greece, you say. Your lover says; let’s try all the local cuisine. And both revel in these emotions, enjoying its warmth. You believe you posses all the happiness and peace the world has to offer you.

But what if “in a sudden moment of realization” you sense something beyond this reality. You sense, while you and your lover are relaxing at a local café in Greece, that this is not what you are supposed to be doing, this is not what the purpose of your existence is. You sense something calling out to you, something beyond this thin film of reality. In that moment, just for a fraction of a second you sense an alternate life walking parallel to you, a life without your body, without your identity. An anonymous creature expanding and occupying, just for a fraction of a second, all your consciousness.

You blink. You see your partner smiling at you in the warm august sun. You smile back.