I do not wish to disparage fiction and reality, yet, on the very core of my imagination, what lies pleasurable is the fantasy part. Perhaps, one may contend, it’s because I do not get what I want in reality, however, let me ask you, have you ever felt something so strong that you actually believe in the fact that it is real and yet to happen? And though you’re really pushing through the limits not to be swallowed by it, still, you can’t evade the current. This is my world of phenomena versus my imagination.
I know what is real and what is not, just to start. I am Hannah Louise, and I love watching fictitious drama so much, and I consider it beneficial on how I imagine things.
Just recently, I have finished watching the season one of Merlin, played by Colin Morgan. Perhaps, it was not in the contention that since the antagonist is handsome or cute, that I got eventually hooked in. Though I admit, that’s one point. But then again, on a larger scale basis, I was delving more into the story. And magic is the word. I am so enthralled with it and it pleases me most. Added the feature of Colin Morgan’s acting skills. He impresses me so. I recalled, garnering back my thoughts in high school, when I’d love to read the story of King Arthur, and as such I have perceived that there was more to Merlin, and I like him the way he is. Colin Morgan just strengthened the grounds of my findings. How I breathless I am for him.
Another plus factor in this British series is on its cinematography, I loved the overall outcome of their work, though there maybe some flaws apparent, nonetheless, it was more than satisfactory. Surely, one who’d watch this would want more at the end.
So, there goes me anticipating every segment of the show. And the more I continue, the more I felt I was part of the film. Though psychological experiments would utter that it is natural for you relate eventually on the film and put your perspective on their setting, what people merely do here is just satisfying themselves in their professed gratifications. And I was part of those people. I was granting what I thought I need, yet it turns out to be a “want”.
Reality can be so harsh, so hard to absorb and fully welcome in. That what we get at the end of the end day is just mere pleasure. Us, who wants that fantasy to be our reality is denied of truth, and is therefore lead to deception, merely, deceiving ourselves that we could a part of that certain vivid reality the motion picture has been portraying to us.
And then, I pondered, was I to continue this? Now that I perceived it’s loosed essence. The truth I assume to be there, yet it ought not to be found. And that is the problem within the frame of imagination, of knowledge, since we know how to reason, we also come to discern how to understand. Even if it is something misleading, still we persist to gratify our immediate gratification. A short-run leisure.
Thus, it is in killing this simple happiness of mine found in watching Merlin, that I come to discern the quintessence of the transparency between mind and reality. How we fill the gaps we desire through our mind since reality ought not to bring us there. And how we got clogged to the notion that that gap we just recently filled is the reality itself assailing over us.
What is dangerous here, I fathomed, is if we have been already clogged within the frame of mind that reality is what we have fantasized. That the fantasy, we are considering of, is our factual reality. It’s hard to deviate from that individual truth we think of. That instead it would help us grow as a person, it obstructs our cause, since it pulls us down.
Hence, what are the necessary steps must I do? Should I stop watching such kind? Should I lessen my imagination? Or should I not treat such exaggeration as something beneficial in what my reality is. I contemplate too much, my mother regarded me so. I should be neutral, I deem.
Perhaps, this is a part of being human, where you get to be confused once in a while, since you crave for something, you want to attain it. Accordingly, there is a need for me to remind myself that though humans have a tendency to be fictional, I must be neutral when reality clash in. Although we cannot disregard personal feelings as such with our own thinking, however, controlling it would be a good cause. Though, reality hurts upon acceptance, still, we have to move on.
Thus, we should only lineate the edge where the film is created for us to be entertained, not to be succumbed as something authentic. Double depiction of falsity may arise seldom, yet, reality prevails over us. Fantasy is just one part of it. We don’t have to dwell just on one side but we must examine both sides as equal. To be neutral and be perceptible to “what is going on” and not “what is not going to happen” should we gobble.
I seized that I am just scared, that that certain fantasy I am dreaming of may not come true. Still, I must admit to myself that I exaggerated this too much to the point that I get disrupted easily and eagerly cannot wait for the season two of it. However, life goes on, whether I like it or not, Merlin will have its own time for me to amuse later on.
Bottomline: I was stupid and this hurts me, but there’s more to life indeed, not just delving in that part but encompassing all things which fiction has empowered me so far. The fusion of reality and fantasy ought to be found in watching that, as far as that point could go, I am glad I have watched something like that. And I am happy that I have learned from it.
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