“What would we really like to see if we could stand outside ourselves and look at us?”
“What would you say to you if you saw someone just like you, for real, duplicated?”
That is the question I’ve been asking myself after I saw Mike Cahill’s “Another Earth”, which I’m not going to review now (or ever), but I do recommend it, for it brings up an interesting perspective upon what’s out there. And Brit Marling is soooo hot.
The thing goes like this: there’s Earth Two, and it’s synchronized to Earth One, it’s like a mirror of the original version. But the moment Earth One sees / perceives Earth Two, the synchronicity breaks, and realities change. Try to bear with me, I’m not a scientist, ok? I was thinking of something even more peculiar that gave me the chills.
Let’s take the current moment. I’m taking myself, and you can take yourself. (Well, as if there’s someone else to take)
Assuming that we’ve just become aware of Earth Two, the mirror breaks, and although until the very now, me and my other me lived the exact same lives, from now on, it’s going to be different.
My question is:
How would this other person, whom I can’t call “me” anymore, be different than the way I am?
What would “the other me” do differently in her choices? Would she be more brave, would she have more initiative? Would she dare things I only envy other people for trying? And if she’s doing all these things, why can’t I do them as well? Am I competing with her? Proving myself to her? Why?
Would I be jealous?
Or would she turn into someone I wouldn’t like? Someone with values I generally despise? Would I still try to prove myself if the other person would be worse than who I am right now? And if not, if I didn’t try to prove myself to the different version of myself, I would basically stay the same.
Thus should I say that my motivation would be identical, UNLESS the other person turned out to be making better choices on Earth Two than I would, here on Earth One?
Can you imagine?
Meeting yourself in 5 years and looking at someone similar to you and see how different you’ve chosen? Would you regret the paths you’ve taken?
At some point it gets even spookier, because both of us have the same resources, right? We commence from the same exact starting line. Only our choices are different… Where would they lead me? Where would they lead her? What if I say “No” to something, but she says “Yes”?
She would move over MY FEAR.
MY SHAME. She’s unstoppable.
I would die of envy if SHE did everything that I ever wanted or dreamt of, but I didn’t. If she studied more, exercised more, enjoyed more, loved more, forgave more.
Why am I not like that? What keeps me behind? Dragging me like an anchor in the sea of choices. She does not carry her past like a burden, constantly looking back, being paralyzed by not acting, but she fills with energy from it like a fountain of wisdom. And me? And you?
In the end, we don’t even need a movie or a plot of Another Earth. It’s enough to look at us in the mirror, and leave the former self there, walking out of the door, choosing different than our mirrored self. Or at least that’s what “the other us” would do.
What will you do, with this image in your mind? With the “other you” just at the grasp of a choice?