The Allegory of the Cave

My hope is to invoke Plato’s placement of a cave, and stand up one day to realize that this binding thing I once knew as ‘right’ was really a chain around my ankles (it wasn’t always a chain but the only truth is change) and what I once saw as shadows are really daring licks of fire and that my heart does have wings because though all are unified sometimes we are meant to be alone.

In Plato’s infamous cave the Freed One staggers across the rocks from Illusion to Belief, by the time he reaches Reason his chains are only a memory and when he finally finds Wisdom he is forced to look directly into the fire that has been his only source of warmth. Though he is accustomed to the wholesome dark and though he feels so terribly alone his bones ache, he also recognizes that he lacked substance before and knows deeply now that nothing will ever, thankfully and most regrettably at the same time, be the same.