The subconscious is an abyss inside our minds, the invisible hand that can control our actions, that can draw the footsteps for us to follow. We are afraid, because we embrace the weaker connotation of being a human. As the subconscious is dark, we imagine it being infinite, a black hole, in front of which we seem powerless. Humans are simultaneously sick of conflict and in a constant search for it. We fight conflict with conflict. Everyone is blind inside a maze looking for his own way out, pushing anyone blocking the way.
In the same way, we hold the conscious in our hands and try to conquer the unconscious. We do everything we consciously can to conquer ourselves and the unlit. But, is the darkness of the subconscious a nightmare or is it just our dark imagination enchanted by ignorance? Is there really something dark in our minds and our hearts? And if there is, why do we fight it? Did anything finish peacefully with conflict?
If something is conquered with strength, it is natural that it will weaken. It is natural that it might later bring revenge with greater strength. Humanity itself is the epitome of the Orwell’s problem. Why do we know so little, given so much evidence around us? Why are we following the footsteps that lead to a cliff even though we are aware of it?
Definitions are equal to limitations. We define everything around us, we separate it, and we limit its possibilities for growth. The separation of our surroundings resulted into the separation and isolation between human beings. We long for connection, but constantly build barriers around us. We define a bird and limit it into a cage, the time flies, but the bird forgets. We build our own walls and force ourselves to climb over it.
Just as we try to conquer the subconscious with our conscious. The humanity tries to conquer humanity itself. We are one, but in our minds we are divided. The subconscious is a part of us, but we declared it our enemy. We are afraid because our eyes are covered. Humanity declared itself an enemy, blinded by unnecessary greed and artificial need.
Then we realize that there is no point in fighting with ourselves. There can be no winner when both have to be the winner for the war to end. We can reconcile with the subconscious by embracing it. We are fighting pointlessly. There is no reason to fight, because there is no enemy, except the one we imagine in our minds.
Photo by: Duy Huynh