Our Lives As We Know Them

There are those of us who have watched Doctor Who, those of us who have not, and those of us who have discovered something much deeper than a simple television show produced by the British. The way I see it, the story of the Doctor and his adventures is a modern fairy tale; one that caters to the child within all of us, that deeper sense of freedom and adventure that we all have had buried under layers of responsibility and maturity that has been grained into us over the years of our lives. When you first watch the show, its just that, a show. but as you delve deeper and deeper within the folds and twists and intricacies, you stop caring about the unrealistic ridiculousness of the program. The plot holes you discover here and there? Who cares. The simple fact is, after experiencing a certain amount of the Doctor and his exploits, you develop this fairy tale notion. Really, its the same thing as a little boy dreaming he'll be an astronaut one day, or the little girl who imagines herself as the princess that gets saved by Prince Charming. In a way, you develop this shimmer of a hope against all adult logic and reason; that maybe some day you might find that magic blue box waiting outside your front door. Sure, the exploits of the Doctor and his companions are anything but safe, but really, isn't that what we all yearn for deep inside? Why do you think shows like Lost happen? Or maybe even our grandparent's Gilligan's Island? Why do we love movies like Pirates of the Caribbean or Lord of the Rings? Why do we become enthralled with games such as Fallout, Red Dead Redemption, and Mass Effect? Why is it that we want to "get away from it all" on so many occasions? I think that we have tamed the wild beast within ourselves, and in the process, forgotten that it is even there. So we end up waking up in the morning and yearning for something we don't even know is there. The most adventurous and spontaneous thing you might end up doing is dying your hair a different color. Or changing your desktop background on your computer. Logic and common sense dictate that we stay within the speed limit's confines. Responsibility tells us that we probably shouldn't take the whole weekend off, because then we'll be down two day's pay. Our fear of the unknown tells us that we shouldn't jump off of a cliff into a pool of water 80 feet down. We watch shows like Man vs Wild and wish that we were as much of a beast as Bear Grylls. The problem is (and I know I am just as guilty of this as anyone else), we are afraid of taking that first step; of leaving the safety of our society and social circles and doing something new and unknown. I have a feeling that if that police box some of us are so familiar with showed up across the street from our houses one morning when we were getting into our cars for work or school; a good number of us would tell that old-but-young man beckoning to us "sorry, I just can't". But we wish that we were given the opportunity, don't we? We want to win the lottery, "because then everything would be different". Or get that promotion, "because then I'll be on the right track". Or get picked to be a TV game show contestant "because then I'll be famous". The fact is this: we wish for these things to happen. The fact is this: when they do, we reject them. Its never something as drastic as being on Who Wants to be a Millionaire, but it is ALWAYS the little decisions that make the HUGE things happen. The wild best within us wants to escape, but we don't even know that its trapped inside of us. It is a sad but necessary truth. In order for our society to continue onward in the fashion that we have groomed it, the beast has to remain a secret. There are those of us who have embraced it (ie: why do the people at the X Games do what they do?). There are those of us who never want to know that it is indeed inside of us. I for one, I want nothing more than to escape from all of THIS. I don't know how to. I don't know how to even start. I don't know what I would do if I was given the opportunity. If that proverbial blue box showed up on my doorstep and a man with wild hair and a crazy but kind look in his eyes held out his hand for me to take, I don't know what I would do. Right now, I say "YES, I'd do it in a heartbeat". But when that opportunity is given, I do what we all do, run scared with my tail between my legs.

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A Moment in Time

There are certain things in this world that are simply inexplicable. The triggers are numerous: be it a TV show, a time with a friend, an old memory of an action long ago taken, or simply just a familiar sight. They spawn something... little. Something that's so small that you can't quite grasp it; so small that it often goes unnoticed. But when you do, it is almost as if time stands still. You get a feeling as if you are gazing upon an existence infinitely more complex than you ever comprehended in the past, or ever will in the future; and the thoughts you have within that moment cannot ever be explained to another human being. You yourself can never explain them to your own mind once that moment passes. But in that endless second, something clicks. I have no idea what, only that I am left with a residual awe and wonder, but also a quiet and gnawing yearning.