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Stephen Drake
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I sometimes get these strange thoughts and wonder where they come from.
Examples:
Who says that the color of the sky is blue? I don't mean the chemical reasons, I mean who determined that the color I see is blue? Maybe I see it as green and because I was raised with people who constantly told me that that color of the sky is blue.
Am I different because I had trouble coloring inside the lines? Does that make me rebellious or just a contrarian? It didn't seem to matter how much trouble I got into by coloring outside the lines, I still did it. Even if I tried to do it perfectly, there would still be a few places that the crayola escaped the predefined edges. Is my unconscious mind rebelling against the lines and structure?
Who determines what "reality" is? Is it me? If so, how I can be delusional? If I am delusional, what qualifies someone to label me that? Or is "Reality" that part of our existence that we have agreed with someone else about what constitutes "Reality" as group? Or is "Reality" an attempt to define "normal"?
Sometimes, these thoughts just jump into my consciousness. I don't know why or where they come from and I can spend hours thinking about it and researching it. The things that take us off on tangents.
Anyone else get these? or am I the only one?
Examples:
Who says that the color of the sky is blue? I don't mean the chemical reasons, I mean who determined that the color I see is blue? Maybe I see it as green and because I was raised with people who constantly told me that that color of the sky is blue.
Am I different because I had trouble coloring inside the lines? Does that make me rebellious or just a contrarian? It didn't seem to matter how much trouble I got into by coloring outside the lines, I still did it. Even if I tried to do it perfectly, there would still be a few places that the crayola escaped the predefined edges. Is my unconscious mind rebelling against the lines and structure?
Who determines what "reality" is? Is it me? If so, how I can be delusional? If I am delusional, what qualifies someone to label me that? Or is "Reality" that part of our existence that we have agreed with someone else about what constitutes "Reality" as group? Or is "Reality" an attempt to define "normal"?
Sometimes, these thoughts just jump into my consciousness. I don't know why or where they come from and I can spend hours thinking about it and researching it. The things that take us off on tangents.
Anyone else get these? or am I the only one?