Dearest Reader
We are, me and you, the man who steps into Plato’s cave in order to speak truth to those who live within, staring with blinded eyes at shadows of perceived reality. We are the philosopher, for we sat within the cave and saw the shadows on the wall, but unlike our peers, we are inspired to question what is outside. We have broken the chains of captivity and stepped with weary eyes out of the cave, brushing past bemused men holding artifacts of lies. The truth does not hurt us; in fact, it excited us with its beauty. We run back into the cave in order to share the truth, hoping that they will see it as we can…
But let me warn you. There are some who, when their eyes see the sun and gaze upon the truth of questioning, will denounce truth, the light hurting their eyes. They will cower and run back to the safety of their mimesis of a cave and sit upon the wall, chaining themselves back into the captivity of stubborn acceptance. They will not listen to our mode of thinking, content instead not to think; however, if we can inspire three or four, five or six to truly engage in thought and see the beauty in the truth revealed, our mission is complete.
Keep thinking, friends, and do not let the unthinking majority drag you down.
