“This is your last chance. After this, there is no turning back. You take the blue pill, the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes.” – Morpheous.
In the first Matrix movie, the protagonist NEO is given a choice. He may choose to take the blue pill which will return him to the reality that he knows and hates (the easy way out), or he may elect to take the red pill and be revealed the truth.
Now I’m not about to go on some crazy rant talking about how we’re all living in a virtual reality world and are simply acting as batteries for our robot overlords. But I am going to compare us to the machines.
Essentially, the more time we spend whittling away the hours to make money to pay for “things,” the more empty we feel inside. Everyone has a different “thing.” For some it is the next new Apple I-Phone, for others it is a new pick-up truck, or maybe even a new house in a gated community.
We start to become one and the same as a soulless machine burning through hours of our lives each day as we count down the seconds until we can get off work. Just to earn the right to live.
You know what, now that I think about it… we’re not even the machine. We are, in fact, just a battery. It actually serves as the perfect example.
The machinery of life requires money and lots of it. It wants us to spend, it wants to trap us. We are the pieces that run that machine and many of us are brainwashed into spending 65 years doing so. With each passing year, the battery that represents our youth and energy is drained little by little until there is nothing left but an empty shell.
Stop being an Energizer Bunny.
Don’t get me wrong, I love my profession and what I do, but I want more freedom. I want to dictate my own hours, volunteer more, be more involved with my community, travel the world, help the poor. I have bigger dreams and there’s just so much more to see and explore out there. But right now I can’t do that and I find myself increasingly more exhausted every day, too tired at the end of the day to do much else than sit around and dream.
I want to have the wherewithal to do what I want, when I want.
The rabbit-hole runs deep, but there is still time to dig our way out. We can still break free from the machine.
We can still escape the Matrix and be the NEO of our own lives.