Ahh...I never thought i'd enjoy workin in an office after taking that red pill. But reality bites rite. Sometimes the truth is overshadowed by the bliss of ignorance. I u knew me, u'd know neither bliss nor ignorance was ever an option for me. Me and powerful knowledge agendas and all that crap. A guy asked me in a matter-of-fact of a tone whether knowing everything will make a difference to my life. It will only end up in more hesitation and problems, he says. Well, from the outside...u'd hav to agree with him. Here I am, working in an office's black hole of mundaneness will, I am sure, eradicate brain cells in a slow and measured process, feeling that I wasted 5 months of my life at THE COMPANY.
However, I have to say...the bliss is very becoming. The lesson from The Matrix (yes, I'm a fan, not of Keanu's acting but of the concept) is the question you would ask yourself, would you take the red pill. Don't answer quickly. Think about it. Yes you would surely say "Of course I'll take the red pill. It's the god-fuckin reality man. I would want to know that I'm being drained by mother-fuckin robots." Sure....it's the truth. But do u really want to know? Is there really a god? Is there heaven and hell? Are there aliens looking into your window while you sleep, while your neighbour is fuckin his wife's best friend?
However...if u actually watch the movie and understand it, u'll see how much its thought through. Why do the so-called freedom fighters still have traitors in their midst? Its not for money. Its for that bliss the machines offer. What they are offering is life. Live your life. Procreate. Die. Live a traditionally normal life. All this for the brain power that u won't even notice gone. All we ask of you is don't open your eyes. Is that so much to ask?
Well, call me a traitor but I've accepted bliss as part of my life...where I can see my parents...my siblings...my family. Sure I will die not knowing what embracing the truth feels like. I know its there. But I don't wish to be extraordinary. At least not for now. Feed me the non-realistic reality tv. Sure there is no such thing as a stable job. But at least I know that for everday I'm workin here, I can eat, I can breathe, I can live.