What was my red pill?
It was a test, in the form of a thought—
projected—
to the LAST person I thought could hear me:
"Jesus,
if you are really real,
show me;
and I will follow you..."
Morpheus
to Neo:
Follow
me.
Within a few hours of my thought-test, projected to "nowhere," a young man gave a speech that contained answers to my biggest issues:
Deciding to follow Jesus was not about dogma; it was about trusting in a living, supernatural being who existed outside the kosmos and could show me life beyound the kosmos; and also show me how to live within it.
Was this a coincidence? Or was Jesus responding to my test: using this man to answer my deepest questions, as if I were the only one in the room?
Neo
follows
Morpheus into the next room.
He observes an elaborate network of computers,
wires,
phones; then looks at Trinity:
You did all this?
Un-huh.
What
did the real Trinity do?
That's
another story.
In
response to what I had learned from the young man,
I broke a chain that had been around my neck.
On that chain was a symbol.
It said that I was a disciple of Modern Enlightenment
and the possessor of my own religion.
Without
a word, with only this small action,
I traded in my religion for a relationship.
It was the scariest thing I had ever done.
Morpheus:
The pill you took is part of a trace program.
It's designed to disrupt your input/output carrier signal
so we can pinpoint your location.
What does that mean?
It means buckle your seat belt, Dorothy,
because Kansas is going bye-bye.
It's cold. It's cold.
Soon, I became aware of another dimension.
It was like waking up from a dream
into a reality that was out of my control.
Nothing
made sense
and everything made sense.
(On board the Nebuchadnezzer)
Morpheus:
Welcome
to the real world.
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