Before I get to the plethora of other things I have to do today (napping), I wanted to take a moment to get some of my thoughts down. This has been a concept on my mind a lot recently, and although I came up with it over a year ago, I haven’t really stopped to think about it much until now. That is, the fact that each and every human being is a world.
I know I’ve mentioned this before in a few of my past posts ( X X X) but I wanted to elaborate on the point a little more. I’m probably going to be mentioning it a lot more in the future, so I thought an explanation is in order.
Now, something you should know about me is that, well obviously, I’m a writer. I finished my first ‘novel’ when I was six years old. Writing isn’t just a hobby for me. It’s an identity, and the thing I believe the most in when the rest of the world is miserable. Anyways, I’ve been working on this particular story for a few years now, and one of the first things I wrote about it was this particular section of dialogue:
“And I think that’s what we really are. We’re not labels or spectrums or stereotypes, we’re worlds. We carry a history within us. Wars and battles and devastation. But there’s more than that too. We rebuild ourselves, we keep going. Out of the ruins we create cities. There are streams and lakes and mountains inside us all, and although we have a few bad days, although evil triumphs and wars are lost, we are not only the sum of our biggest storms. To classify people as either bad or good is to minimize the world inside of us. Just like it would be absurd to say that all cats are evil because you were scratched once, it’s ridiculous to grade me because of a temporary storm happening inside of the world I contain. I am not that storm. It’s only one piece in a whole. As much as I am the lost battle, the heartbreak and destruction of a war, I am the sunshine. I am the cities and the forests and the soft ripples in a pond on a warm afternoon. I am a world. And it takes someone very simple minded to believe they can categorize a universe into something as small as good or bad. You are not your label. You aren’t a stereotype or a grade; you’re a human being. And that too cannot be reduced into something so insignificant.”
Recently, with everything else going on in my life, I’ve really started thinking about this concept again. Personally, it’s really helped me face some of my own darkness and storms. It reminds me that I’m not defined by something so small, and an entire world cannot be filled with nothing but misery no matter how I’m feeling at the moment.
But it’s more than that too. Maybe it’s just because I’m a huge nerd (and I know I am), but I relate everything to stories. In this particular case, I’m thinking of a fantasy, or an open world video game.
Your job in this life is not to live externally – to get wrapped up in rewards and trying to fulfill yourself from the outside – but rather, to explore and develop the world inside you. All things originate from the inside, right? And until you spend time getting to know your own world, spend time building and ruling cities, destroying enemy camps, or completing side-quests, you’re never going to be okay externally.
It might sound dumb, but life exists inside you. It happens regardless of your circumstances, what you do or don’t do with your time, or how you choose to present yourself. That’s why I was so adamant about talking about setting up a camp for yourself properly before – first of all, you need to be okay with your world first and foremost, and secondly, you can’t go exploring if you don’t have a place to come and heal up at.
So stop thinking of yourself as something that exists within this world, something easily defined and put into a box, because you’re not. You’re a universe within yourself, and you could spend your entire life exploring and building your world, and you’re never going to be able to see everything. You’re as complex and amazing as everything you see around you every day of your life.
It’s awesome, actually, because as a world, I’m literally everything I am at all times. There’s no ‘being me’ or not ‘acting out of myself,’ I’m just presently exploring an area that might look differently than others.
On that note, please listen to this song because it’s great and really relevant.
The coolest part of all this, however, is that you’re the king of your own world. You can do anything you want there. You can fly, walk on water, build up massive cities at your feet, or create new races of strange creatures. Your universe is at your disposal, and in a life that makes us all feel vastly overwhelmed and out of control, you own this place. It’s yours. Nothing can enter into it if you don’t allow it, nothing can harm it unless you want it to, and you reign supreme. Your story, your world, can be changed at a snap of your fingers.
And that, I find, is a very cool concept.