Does the forbidden fruit taste the best? I don’t know.
It seems to me that the very desire, the desire for the forbidden fruit, tastes best. Even better than the forbidden fruit. Once we reach for it, the fruit may turn out bitter, sour, rotten, and dull, and we quickly start looking for a further object for sighing. I believe that the whole mindless consumerism, which does not relate only to the forbidden fruit, is based on similar processes. The desire to want something is a feeling that many of us have. When we get it, after a short period of euphoria, we want something new. We do not appreciate it as much as we thought something we desired a few moments earlier.
That’s why I often try to overcome the desire to buy something.
Whether it is a new book or fragrance, I always try to ask myself twice or even more if I truly need to buy this new stuff. Of course, I know that books and perfumes are not the forbidden fruit. Still, I feel that regarding desiring the banned fruit, the processes of one’s thinking are pretty similar. Undoubtedly, perfumes are luxury products. One does not need them to survive. That’s why I often ask myself whether I need them before buying a new bottle. Regarding books, the case is much more complicated.
Speaking briefly, I need new books to survive, to nourish my mind and imagination, to know new worlds, and to live.
Still, I know I do not need all of Taschen’s and Phaidon’s books to be happy and to survive.
Moreover, I know that I won’t read all their books. Still, I do desire to have all the books in my collection. Did I go off-topic? Undoubtedly, yes. I was supposed to write about the prohibited fruit. Still, I wrote about the fact desiring something is more appealing than obtaining it. I may write more about the forbidden fruit in the future.
