A Trip in Metaphysics
If you clicked on this post to learn a little about metaphysics, then you've probably come to the wrong place.
I am far from any sort of expert on the subject—but damn does it make me feel some kind of way.
I remember sitting in a university lecture, being introduced to theoretical physics for the first time, and all I could think was that I chose the wrong major. (Not truly. But I'll take any book, tv, or film recommendation that touches on the subject.)
Waking Life was one of my first encounters with questioning reality, and meaning, and purpose. Having been raised in a religious context, these ideas didn't require questioning or challenging (each was prescribed). But my teenage self felt the themes of this film deep, and held on for dear life (or for dear purpose?).
I felt overwhelmed with curiosity, with wonder, with my own limitations, with the impossible questions about the universe. With the who, what, where, when, why.
It's no surprise that two decades later I binged the Midnight Gospel and was beside myself, again. Or why after watching Russian Doll I needed to have the earrings Natasha Lyonne wore, as some sort of connection or symbol to carry with me.
And what to do with all the curiosity and wonder? Well, I suppose, all that we can do in this iteration of life. We look for the answers in the feelings, in the hunches, in whatever comes along and stirs up beauty. And we contemplate. And we just keep on asking the questions.
In case you'd like a few additional recommendations, here are a few more of my metaphysical favourites.
Slaughterhouse-Five & Cat's Cradle
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