We need to know what we can’t know.
Have you ever attempted to push your cognitive process to the point of exhaustion? It is a weary process but it wields an opportunity to dislodge reality from information. I might sound fatuous but I can conveniently exemplify my proposition. Do you ‘think’ that you ‘know’ your reality? An immediate confirmation pronounces that you have a sufficient repository of information to distinguish aptly what constitutes ‘real’ world from the welter information surrounding your sense organs. You have a name, parents, nationality, caste, class, and other tags which help you delineate the idea of ‘you’. Afterall, without having a strong idea that you exist, you are just a loose mass of bones and muscles. These identities buttress our attempt to navigate the world adding meaning and purpose to our lives. They are the very rubrics of our existence, hence; we can’t hurl them out them from our lives. But still, is our reality limited to this constant interplay between identities and the drama occur