What is it that you chase that seems to move farther away? It makes you feel that there will be something at the end. Something that you hope you will have wanted all along and will continue to exist in a state of being desirable. Yet, with every passing day, what was once desirable becomes inconsequential. The chase seems to be here to stay.
Maybe we are excruciatingly dumb, infantile physical vessels, hosting embryonic minds caught up in algorithmic urges while trying to make sense of the why's. The carrot chasing will go on forever. Those you grab will get devoured or discarded. And you start all over again.
If you don't see a carrot, you will try to imagine it. Imagined ones can metamorpihize to creations if you try hard enough. You may even give the physical representations by inserting reminders into your own environment.
Because carrots are ubiquitous, everyone will have an opinion about them. Some will tell you that carrots are good for you. Some others will want you to forget that carrots existed. Both sets of people would sound right and wrong depending on how hungry you are for the carrot.
The occasional state of satiation, often fueled by inebriation or hormonal supersaturation, may last for a day or three. The hunger will return, and you will go back to drawing, creating, and chasing carrots. Until the time that either you lose sight---not just of carrots but of perspective---or when you realize that carrot chasing has left you dissatisfied.
Maybe we should stay above ground while the carrots remain below. Or maybe we need them carrots so as to not lose sight.
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