Self-Awareness
I think of everyone I meet, including myself, as some form of character. If the world were experienced in the third person, then no doubt everyone would act more coherently. But, the way we act is often hypocritical, and it is a rare individual who never breaks their code.
Though I myself struggle to reach complete coherency in my actions and words, I no doubt try. A large amount of my ability to retain my own morals comes from this sense of myself as a character. I’m simply one man, amidst a sea of 8 billion others. I don’t stick out, I’m not entirely unique, and I know this.
Whether you like it or not, each of us can fit into a series of labels. I’m a pretentious millennial who fancies himself a sage of sorts, when really he’s just spouting random garbage. There’s probably a million people like me on this site, and probably more scattered around the world who have other ways of venting their creative buildup.
You reading this right now, try to identify yourself as a character. What’s your place? Are you the main character? If you have a story arc, is it a complex one? We all fancy ourselves to be the protagonist of the world, from our first-person perspective alone. We struggle to see ourselves as one, tiny cog in a massive, useless machine, accomplishing nothing. No doubt it would operate differently were that gear that you are disappeared, but it would not be distinguishable from how it operates now.
This might come off as nihilistic, but I don’t think it is. I believe the universe is meaningless, but only because all meaning in it must derive from its inhabitants. We must be aware of ourselves, and our impact on the cosmos, before we can influence it beyond the path set before us.













