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This is a great point. For anyone beyond their 20's, don't we all look back and see how we were all trapped in basically in a fantasy world of our own making?

I was thinking about something related to this a while back. Jordan Peterson made a point that I like a lot. He said that growing up is the continual process of your potential dying. He referred to it the way you would think of branches on a tree slowly dying, it's a personal death. So, when we are born, we have almost infinite potential. Even our neurobiology is so vast that it is wired for the potential of language, and upon learning its maternal language it literally prunes it self and only a subset of neurons are left over. So, this would be like the first symbolic death of our potential. As we get older, we differentiate and we give up more of our potential. As kids we wanted to become a million things, then a hundred things, then maybe 2. And eventually you get to a point in life where you realize that, just like a cat can only ever be a cat and a dog can only ever live out the potential of a dog, so a human can only ever experience the potential of a human. As a kid we looked at an old person as someon set in their ways and as an old person you kind of realize that you have simply lived through all the death of human potential given to you at birth and you are now fully realized. And, if you kept your body and health up you get to maximize that.

Having said that, each of those age groups where you kind of put parentheses around the potential you imagined your self as, each of those states we are basically creating an internal fantasy of potential outcomes, continually dreaming of what can be. All of those processes involve a lot of mental masturbation and self justification of our choices. And in each one of those states, we are stuck in a kind of our own mental matrix.

This is why when we look at those younger than us we just laught knowing that they are stuck in a kind of internal fantasy.

It's funny you mention that. You can literally see Harry completely stuck in a fantasy that is based around justifying his brain being parasitized by his wife.