Friday, September 11, 2009

mindtrick.

if you haven't done so already, read the post below, first, otherwise this sentence probably will not make any sense.


you know i wasn't talking about cats and fancy feast, right?

cat in a box.

yes.
i have been remiss in writing, but hopefully you're still out there (:

Have you ever heard of Schroedinger's cat?
basically, it's this:

there's a cat inside a box with a small vial of poison that could burst at any moment.
the only way you can tell if the cat is alive or dead is to open the box, but before then, you can consider the cat to be both dead and alive.



well, this isn't Schroedinger's cat.
it's my version of Schroedinger with a twist, and another unrelated cat.

So, here’s the thing.
Picture a cat who smells an intoxicating aroma of food, Fancy Feast, whatever strikes the appetite.
That cat is inside a large box.
The cat knows it is inside that box, and also knows that the food is located outside the box.

So, is it stupid for the cat to still try to pursue the food that is clearly out of reach?

Of course it is.

The cat will end up scratching walls that will ultimately bring pain to the cat for having tried something, that it clearly knew to be unreachable.
And yet, the cat believes that it is better to have food to stupidly pursue, than no food to smell at all.
The cat knows one day that it will find food, the perfect palette of flavor that hits the spot, but also knows that that day is not today.

And yet the cat steps forward and pads toward the smell.
The cat stops and thinks and tries to rationalize to stop itself from scratching at the wall, opening old wounds and creating new ones.
And that all works out when the smell isn’t at its strongest, but when its right in your face and your stomach is grumbling and your mouth is salivating, you can’t help but inhale and unwittingly take a step.

The next day you resolve not to go near the smell at all.
But when you catch just a whiff, you realize that the smell makes you better, gives you more drive, determination, motivation.
Without it, you would give up on appearance, strength, things of beauty.

You decide that you’ll settle for the next best thing.
You are going to wait for the smell to come to you.
Again, is this rational?
You know it’s not THE SMELL, and that chances are slim that the smell will suddenly appear to you, but do those slim chances make the slightest stab at happiness, satiation, fulfillment worth it?

Maybe.

But the real question is, do you have the patience to wait for the smell to come to you?
To wait for the perfect moment of complete satisfaction, of bliss?
Or you do you constantly struggle and claw at those walls, hoping to somehow get lucky and chance upon what you seek?