Friday, January 27, 2006

The prison revisited.

Men are like masons that build their own house with no doors and stay inside, adding new bricks and painting them with interpretations and imaginations of the outside. They just have a little hole to look outside, but they use it very rarely. In the ancien times it was only a cavern but this is not a major change.

Most crafty of them have set a door that can only be opened from the outside, letting new informations enter under sufficient pressure...

More lucids one are trying to get out of this, but all they know is to add new bricks and paint them. All they could do was to consolidate the prison, putting brighter representations on the walls.

One of them asked a wise man what he could do to escape. The wise men suggested to his new disciple to stop painting the bricks. But he could'nt restrain himself, and instead he covered all bricks by the words of the wised man, loosing the sense, no need to explain why.

The wise man knew that the bricks could become translucid but as he kept on painting them continuously, the disciple could not really know that.

"Why do you need to paint or write continuously ?" asked the wised man,
"Can't you put down your paintbrush just a few seconds ?"

It was difficult for the disciple to stop painting, writing or adding new bricks, because he could'nt imagine that there would be any other possibility. Moreover, he felt it was a risky business, just like instantaneously dying. There should be a good reason for everything. May be the open space was icy, brutal and windwept. May be starving monsters were wandering around. Old stories and obscure frightening memories were whispering to his mind that the open space paradise was definitely lost a long time ago, and were suggesting that it is a justified punishment.

But one day, as the wise man was insisting, crossing the barrier of all his fears, he decided to try.

Then he was very surprised to see that all bricks became translucid and were just about to disappear, the paintbrush still in his hand.

Feeling happy, he decided to paint this immediately.