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Interdependence

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Chapter 1 - Question

I wonder how actually people perceives the world. Are they really thinking that things are worked out good enough for them already? Even if they do think like that, is it the right stance they are standing on? Knowing well that I'm one of them, will their mind collide with mine? Or it has been like that since I have continued wondering about everything? Out of many things, I want to know how they will react to every question i will give to them abruptly in these unchanging days. 

Certainly, I shouldn't be as concerned as this—at least that is what everyone commonly said. It's probably not that my doubts are growing bigger, but rather that the circumstances keep pushing me to think about it deeply. Honestly speaking, i don't think there is another person here that thinks similarly to me. Not something I really brag about, but still, it gives me some astonishing view about this world. 

Just like the days before, everyone here seems to be swallowed into the scenery that has been built by many people since long time ago. If it's so, are those people really thought that this is the result they were desired? Whether it is adult or children I ask to, they probably just say that this is the true actualization of mankind's dream. I doubt they know where those words came from, but at least they look proud every time they "preach" me about it. 

Are those eyes looking here to this moment? Are those minds feeling every good parts this moment could offer? Even if I ask them, I know for sure they won't even care, though maybe, the conclusion comes since they don't even know what they are currently doing. 

The more question come from my mind, the more it feels that they are nothing but just a bunch of nonsenses. Fundamentally, I'm not the type of a person that likes something assumptive or hypothetical, especially if said thing isn't directly about me. Yet, no matter how much I keep erasing these thoughts from my mind, they are just coming back, inviting me to go deeper finding the true answers I keep searching for. 

We are the same, yet we are not really the same. Are the differences between us that we boast about are the right differences to have? Is the sameness we have is always in the right place? Are we unconsciously killing each other because unwanted misconceptions? Those are my go-to questions every time I see the crowd. 

The person I will meet today supposedly to be at least different than the typical person in this country. It's not that he's someone who standing on top or something. In fact, he's probably just another regular person—or at least it's something everyone would say.

If I look back, it seems that I really hate those regular people or maybe could be called as commoner. There were times those words are linked with something negative like poverty or even scarcity, but now it's perceived more as someone who's not standing out like celebrities or government officials. In other words, they are someone who lives for themselves, people around them, or people that have connection with them. 

I don't blame them for taking such paths to live, even sometimes I praise them for doing so. They have their own roles for this society, so it wouldn't be a problem, right? Well, yes, it's not entirely a problem. Elaboratively, it's never been a problem since long time ago—I hate them for different reasons.

You see, values that they are mostly embracing into is how they are currently standing on their feet in freedom. They think they are living in fulfillment, and nothing could ever take that again. It's not wrong. Mostly, I agree with them, at least until I realizes something.

Everything that they are saying are true, except they keep making it wrong. What I mean is that it's should be true if they don't keep making it not. They are embracing differences, yet acts the same, or worse, they act the same because they want to be seen different. Without even able to realize it, they are living like the machine they utilize every day. If someone tells them, then they will reject those ideas as if they couldn't comprehend it. 

Now, every words they said are straight up gibberish to me. No matter how much they change them almost every week, the meaning and implications stay still. They are intoxicated to those words. It's fine to be having something new to express something, but all they do are pushing those standards to everyone. Shortly, it should be rich, yet it feels empty because the variant stays the same at the end.

The words and how they are using them are just two parts of many in our society that feels very off as days pass. Many things in this world could be seen as the same, in which it has created a new phenomenon. It sounds too simple and reductive, but most of those problems are caused by people who eager to be the same, yet hypocritically calling themselves as a "unique" person. 

However, I think that those are just trivial mistakes people unconsciously do. There should be more important things that I had missed before. I wasn't taking those into account when thinking about the current situation. I now realized that there are still many things I've been overlooked, though I may haven't known all of them. 

There are just too many questions coming in and out from my head that it sometime feels too heavy. Just like those people with trendy words, I'm currently intoxicated with my own thoughts about how this world really works. Maybe, the answers are always right in front of own eyes. Or, maybe, I'm the one who voluntary decline those answers as if they weren't enough to fill my curiosity. I just happen to know that it would be too hard to solve it by myself, so here I am waiting for that person who wants to tell something. 

"Do you think that the truth always hides itself from us?"

Unlike me, he somehow already knows who I am just by looking around. Obviously, he could just try to seek some information about me easily, though I never thought it could be done to the point he knows such intimate information and just casually saying them in the first meet. Without following his direction, in which he suddenly changed the topic and asked me a question, I ask him how he could know that much information instead of answering such an abrupt question.

"We live in the world that rapidly changes, and to cope to said situation, there are some limitations we should break to reach the truth."

He looks proud after saying such a controversial view. Actually, he seems to be always proud about something. Every word coming from his mouth are comprehensible, yet not understandable at all. They are not complex concepts, but somehow, he managed to say every controversial thing one could think of. It's not hard to realize that he is trying to persuade me into something, though I couldn't read the true intention of his. 

On contrary to my presumptions, this man is not dislikable; I actually like how his minds work (probably it's because how he plays his words). I don't want to be controlled by those words. However, the more I spend my time in this conversation, the more I'll be invested to his thoughts. As the dissonance still remains on my mind, I might have got a conclusion of this whole thing. 

It may be wrong, but I don't care anymore about such hesitation. I'm willing to die to know the truth, and I know the chance has never been closer than know. If I turn it down, probably there won't be any second chance. In order to be more certain about my choice, I'm trying to buy more time with every nonsense I could think of. 

Then, my other side makes me realize about one key that is missing. Was everything he said right? I highly doubt that now. For some minutes, it just makes me sit still doing nothing until I decide not to. If I want to be surer about it, then I should do anything that needed for. The only choice left is to ask him about it.

"Look at you now, losing all the point I've been trying to tell. Well, don't worry about it. Just like everyone else, you were shaped so you would act in such way. What I could say is that you always have the way to know that answer, yet the society makes you think that you couldn't. It's sad, which means that you're pathetic, but everyone needs their own start, right?"

Just by hearing that, now I realize how fool am I for not thinking such a convenient way. It's so easy that I could do that right now. Although, as I start to do it, he comes to me and warns me about something. I don't what that means, or at least until he runs quickly, and then some loud sounds could be heard around.

And now, it seems that his words could catch the reality the way it is. Everyone's reaction is the same—the same as mine. We screamed and immediately running for a safer place. It could be thought as something instinctual and has been inherited from long time ago, but I refuse to believe in such a simple idea. 

The truth is nobody of us has ever even heard a sound of real explosion. The only references we got that sound are from entertainment related products or events. A great fact is that most of them are too artificial that they don't even resemble the true sound. And as I said, we believed that. 

He said that our peace is taken for granted. He explains further that we perceive tranquility in such a weird way compared to others. There are low chances for us to lose our peace because we keep distance with the contrary. As much it's a right thing to do, it's also a bad thing to do in many situations. 

He told me that even fiction feels livelier than the actual world itself, that they become the foundation for people to think about what would happen in their life. In fiction, such sounds and color could be anything, but in reality, it's not something dangerous, especially with everything comes after.

After running like a coward, everyone is astonished by the scenery. Those sounds are nothing but to break everyone attention. The funny sound it made, and the color emerges around them are the sign that a parade will march through the city. Precisely, it's something what people used to think as a parade. 

It's not about the knowledge alone, it's about how we perceive it. Are we really used to think in such simple way to decide our next action? Maybe, it is. Even so, it doesn't mean it's the best thing to be normalized. Then, why we would do that? As I keep asking myself, one of his words came to my mind.

"We voluntary believe that everything is centered around ourselves. I'm not referring to something we would call a "self-centered person" since less people will fall into this categorization. When I said that, I mean that people keep thinking how their ideas about things are always true, leaving no room for other possibilities."

While preparing myself to leave the place, I found that the man has left me stuffs, such notes and cards. Since it would make me late to the next meeting, I just keep them and read the message. 

"Congratulations! You're one step closer to the true advancement."