The Metaphysics of Inception (I know I am a bit late)

A strong emotion mates with the prototype of an idea, planting a seed that flowers into dimension upon dimension of logically constructed realities, all flowing out from the original source, growing into structures that take shape according to the nature of the idea in the face of environmental context. Ideas become cross-pollinated, ideas breed, ideas are produced by mankind and mankind is in term shaped by the ideas. Beautiful.

If I wasn't mistaken, Inception was a vivid, exquisitely constructed peephole into the machinery of evolution itself.

This notion of reality moves me very deeply for reasons I don't know. From this metaphysics, it wouldn't be too hard to draw parallels to Clinton's own philosophy (I think it's Clinton's) churned out in Funkadelic's "Good Thoughts, Bad Thoughts," a song that brings tears to my eyes every time I hear it.

Afterthought: Inception is less a declaration of concrete metaphysics, and more a meditation on the nature of reality and dreams, as I understand it. This metaphysics was more of an extraction from the narrative, an extraction that could be incorrect, as the director sees it. Ah, another instance of how ideas cross-pollinate. The complexity of this work lends to a multi-faced prism whose surfaces can split light in all different directions, lending a multitude of interpretations.