The Sky is Different Colors

So, after spending a while working on the back-end of my web site, I had a thought, which lead to writing one of those posts where I babble incoherently about often entirely divergent subjects jumping from one bizarre tangent to another. I ran out of steam at about five-hundred words. That’s a good thing. I don’t think the incoherent babbling was ever going to arrive anywhere. I don’t even think there was a course set to begin with. I’ll be sparing you the horror of reading those five-hundred or so words.

But … I do think I may have said something interesting, worthwhile, or so damn crazy it shouldn’t be forgotten and must be shared, so I am going to very quickly read the post and pull out anything interesting, without thinking about it too much. If I start to think about it too much, there will be another five-hundred word burst of brain activity, and I really do need to go do the dishes.

Here goes:

These paragraphs are only loosely cohesive. It’s still a lot of mindless babbling. Yes, I am quite likely insane.

There are times I find myself sitting in front of my computer fully realizing there are people all around me who live in a completely different world –one which seems to be of entirely their own creation– apart from the common reality most people share. Then I wonder if it isn’t me living in a world of my own creation, apart from the common reality most people share.

I have long been convinced that none of us lives in the same universe.

The sky is different colors for different people, even those looking at it at the very same instance from the very same location. The differences between them may be either too subtle to make a difference or they may be strikingly bold. We’d never know.

Everything around us is subjective in nature. The only thing which can truly be known to exist in any form is the mind. Maybe not even that.

When you look at something, you set that something in space and time and begin taking observations and forming opinions about it, which then become your perception of that thing in your reality. When these observations and opinions are re-enforced, especially by the observations and opinions of other people, your reality of that thing becomes more solid, closer to a common reality, and somewhat more general in nature.

Humans in general and as a whole live in a very vague universe together. People know so much more individually than they do together in groups of any size. Not that everything they “known” is correct or factual, but they do know more than the collective, though said knowledge isn’t necessarily useful to the collective as a whole (only to them does it have worth).

People have forgotten they need more than the common definition of reality and the universe. They don’t want to learn anything that may change their opinion on something they believe to be true. They prefer to take the easy path of believing what those around them believe, rather than question everything and learn all there is to learn … observe for themselves and form their own opinions.

It’s easier to let the preacher tell you [the president tell you/the scientist tell you/your parents tell you/some authority figure tell you] about reality and define it for you. It takes time and energy (and an open and willing mind) to observe, research, and form opinions about things … about reality. It’s quite a bother, really. Tiresome in some ways. So the majority of people allow others to define their reality for them, because they are too lazy to put in the effort to think and learn for themselves.

And I think we’ll call it quits right there. I really, really have to go do the dishes. Enjoy my insanity. I’m not even going to proofread the whole thing. I’m just going to hit the post button right now.

And somehow, I still end up writing about two-hundred words more than the original post. Amazing how I can go on about things, isn’t it?

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