Neo watches a little girl levitate wooden alphabet blocks.
A skinny BOY holds a SPOON which sways like a blade of grass as he bends it with his hand.
Neo crosses to him, sits.
The Boy smiles as Neo picks up a spoon and tries to imitate him.
Despite his best efforts, Neo cannot make it bend.
Your spoon does not bend
because it is just that, a spoon.
Mine bends because there is no spoon,
just my mind.
Neo watches as it curls into a knot.
Link yourself to the spoon.
Become the spoon and bend yourself.
Neo nods, again holding up his spoon.
There is no spoon. Right.
He concentrates. The spoon begins to bend just as the
Priestess touches his shoulder.
Boy: Do not try and bend the spoon. That’s impossible. Instead only try to realize the truth.
Neo: What truth?
Boy: There is no spoon.
Neo: There is no spoon?
Boy: Then you’ll see that it is not the spoon that bends, it is only yourself.
Arrix: TRULY, THERE IS NO SPOON!