Attachment is something you realize when you feel the pain of detachment. Yes, I am talking about "That 70's Show". Having watched every episode numerous times, it has become a part of my life. So much, so that, whenever I watch the "Final Episode", I feel grief. I feel grief that it is ending, I feel a void in my life for a moment, I feel emotionally bonded to the characters and it feels like they backed over a cliff and I don't get to see their fall or what became of them. Unfinished business.

The significance of this feeling lies in knowing the fact that I rarely express grief over reality, not even when alone. I don't really know if I hide it very well or if there is indeed nothing in there, but I have rarely felt sympathy, pity, sadness or remorse as a direct result of witnessing or being a part of any realistic occurence. Over the years I have forced myself to showcase such, but they are never completely genuine. Yet, when it comes to non-fiction, I can easily express a higher level of emotion, one that is supposedly human and quite common among people of earth.

Its almost as if, in real life, I attribute all phenomenon to cosmic divinity & incalculable probability leaving little or no room for expectation whereas in a controlled fictional universe, it is possible to exert our laws of realism in full force. Its a strange kind of hypocrisy between real and fiction, as if fiction is more real than real. Without getting into the whole red pill vs blue pill debate, how does one define reality? Given two spheres, if one feels more realistic than the other, is that sufficient to draw a conclusion and call it real? Or do you need to have a realness measure, which can be overshot by a fictional sphere. If a sphere is created by man, would that make the sphere less real than one created by the randomness of nature? Does one need a neutral observation platform i.e. a point of reference? If so, how do we pick a real point of reference outside the real domain?

A new born baby for example, does not face the problem of distinguishing fact from fiction. What I am infering here to is that our reality is a product of our environment and our notions accumulated over time. If we did not have pre-conceived illusions, everything would be real and fictional at once. To mis-conclude this bizzare piece, "Everything is factual including fiction".