» Sat Dec 03, 2011 5:38 am
Yes, the world is strange, our existence is strange, and the tools we have to perceive our world as well as the way our minds handle the acquired data is strange. I sometimes find it strange to simply contemplate the existence of everything, including our sapient, sentient selves. How did what we have develop? If we think something is beautiful, why do others think differently? Why do we think things that the inanimate universe itself doesn't seem to acknowledge? How much truth is there to that sunset looking beautiful or that dark hallway being creepy beyond our own, opinionated perceptions? How can we think so differently from one another? I find beauty in many things that I think may be overlooked, but can't say for sure because I only perceive things through my eyes and don't know what others think. I'm fascinated simply by the thought of certain artistic styles, building materials, final constructs, and variants of just about anything. Contemplating my own existence... it's strange. How did I get so lucky as to have my own personality incorporated into this body under my control? How much of my own view and perception of the world are truly my own? I'm not religious, so that doesn't do much for any of my questions, yet it does for others across a variety of religious beliefs.
How do others perceive something so opinion-changing differently from myself... differently from others? Why do I like video games while other people do not? What makes me love character progression and building simulators while another video game player may prefer competitive online shooting? How did humanity ever come to assemble the hardware powering such, when one thinks about it, amazing amalgamations of code that come together to form a functioning, moving image of a world I can perceive and understand with my own human mind that we know as video games. I don't see good or bad in others, I simply see another individual who I cannot judge as I do not perceive things through their mind.