Reality. What is it? Is reality a concrete state of the universe or is it flexible and different in the minds eye, from person to person?
Why do I ask, what amounts to such a meaningless question? Because, it's interesting to me. It's really amazing that three or four people who experience the same thing, can recall it so differently just a short amount of time later. Ever see one of those pictures that looks like one thing, but if you see it differently, it seems to be something else?
You either see an old couple or a couple of Mexican lookin' folks. Maybe you see both.
The brain itself, is closed. Your brain is enclosed in a dark place. When you see light, it's not going in, so your brain can see. It's your eye pushing information to your brain and your brain interpreting that information. When you hear, it's simply interpretation. Your brain makes the decision on what your perception is. When you touch an object, you are not feeling the actual object, you are feeling what your mind tells you, you feel. It's not theory, it's the truth.
All that we hear, see, touch, taste, and smell are all subject to the individual and may not be exactly the same from person to person. Think about a person that is called insane, who sits and talks to an invisible person or thing. So far as the "insane" person is concerned, everything about what they are doing is reality for them. And it is. We call them crazy, because they are wired differently. But to them, it IS reality. You can tell them that they are talking to themselves, but they don't believe it. Why? Because your reality is not theirs.
Yeah, I realize this isn't much of a post, but it's just something I have been learning about lately and I find it really interesting. I want to write something on consciousness, but have not been able to find the right angle yet. I believe raising consciousness in your own mind and then trying to help others to do the same can be one of the great gifts in life. It's being able to free yourself of the box you have been thinking in for most of your life. It's changed me, and I feel it's been for the better.
She drove me to the point of madness
The brink of misery
If she's not real then I'm condemned to
The edge of reality
Elvis
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