Anticipation of pleasure pulls us to the refrigerator. The refrigerator represents an oracle, an all-knowing, all satisfying box of answers. The key word here is represents. Refrigerator manufacturers have marketed the refrigerator as the essence of satisfaction. Fill it with your choice of nutrition and turn to it in times of trouble. The refrigerator is never wrong. We turn to the refrigerator to forget, to soothe, to calm, to ease, to avoid - not for an answer - not to find truth. I have spent an indeterminate amount of time searching for truth in the fridge, and the television, in odd jobs, relationships, and from my parents, but I only ever found the truth when I looked within. This took decades. Now, when I go to the fridge, it's once a day to get an apple.
I wonder if other people are aware that they are looking for truth when they go to the fridge. Probably not - but that is not my concern.
I posed this question to generate an awareness around seeking - the act of looking outside the self for answers only found within. I abuse the fridge when I insist it provide answers rather than store food. I undermine my self when I look to the fridge for answer only the self can provide. Now, when I go to the fridge, I go once a day to get an apple. Once a day is enough distraction for me. This keeps me respecting the frigerator and my self.
Right now, my stomach is full, the fridge compressor is quiet, and answers drift through my mind, ready, accessible, within.
