Pebbles
We have such a limited perception of this world. We only see the world from a single pair of eyes when there are seven point eight billion other pairs. We live in our own bubbles of society. Each little pebble or piece of gravel on our journeys leaves an indent in our shoes and with each step, our shoes become less similar to all the other ones.
For example, imagine if you were an only child. Only children can simply imagine their own lives, but children with siblings have to imagine out their brothers and sisters. All those times your older brother bullied you into letting him have the bigger piece of pie, or when you two played catched outside when your parents were too busy to give you attention. Imagine all the advice your sister gave to you about hairstyles, clothes to wear. Or how about the times you and your younger brother played video games all night long, having to giggle into pillows to not wake up your parents. All those memories, gone. All those rocks in your shoes, gone. How much of an impact your siblings had on who the person you are, gone.
That one detail is such a minute detail in some people's lives, but oh how much it changes everything. What about something bigger? Let's try a car crash. Let's say that you get into a car crash, leaving you with extreme PTSD. You've rarely gotten back behind the wheel since, even decades later. How much you've had to spend on taxis and drivers, annoying your friends for rides until all you have left is your parents to drive you to work. All those therapy appointments cost money, far more than that cost for gas and now, you're two steps behind what seems to be everyone else in the world.
Everyone has a different lens in their world. Those who woke up on the wrong side of the bed after a bad breakup, may look at the world through a glass half empty blue lens. Those who just got a job promotion, eating their lunch with a grin that cannot possibly be wiped off of their face look forward with a sunshine yellow lens. And the girl who is desperate for a boyfriend, whose new date of the week is cute and held her hand into the restaurant is looking at him across the table with some flirty pink lens. But as we all know you can't see red flags through rose tinted glasses.
So, who really has the full story? Because we don't and to be honest, even if we added all of our perceptions together to create this one big reality, we still wouldn't have an objective reality. We all wear lenses that alter what's out there, so how can we say the absolute truth? Well, we can't. All that's out there is life, a subjective reality in which we all participate through what can be called living.
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