Sunshine has been studying what could best be classified as "fringe science" lately. It isn't bunk science; it's just stuff outside the mainstream, much of it on the cutting edge. He has begun delving deeply into things like neuroplasticity and neurophysiology and such. Much of it touches on philosophical themes of old; I can see Wittgenstein's musings in it, and Descartes, and philosophical themes going back to Plato's "Allegory of the Cave". It touches on those philosophical ideas, and it gets into the biological sciences of it all.
He is studying this stuff under the tutelage of his sponsor, who actually encouraged Sunshine to watch all three parts of the Matrix trilogy. They were both fascinated to learn that there are whole college courses based on the philosophy of The Matrix.
Now, how does this relate to #DOHMonday?
The Matrix is a movie that questions what is real. "There is no spoon."
I am a recovering addict. Spoons have special meaning to many addicts.
In recovery, we joke that spoons are for stirring coffee. However, if one is to believe that little boy in The Matrix, there is no spoon.
This is a joyful thought for a recovering addict. The idea that there is no spoon makes me positively fucking giddy. It delights me on so many levels. The idea that "there is no spoon" is why I was so tickled by my girl Tracie's post about a spoon. A bent spoon, no less.
Y'all may not get it, why I'm so delighted by spoons and their non-existence. That's ok. It's actually probably good, because it means that you have never used a spoon in the way that I have in the past.
Oh, well, whether y'all get it or not, my dose of happy for this fine Monday is that THERE IS NO SPOON.