Every so often, I remember everyone sees the world through their own eyes. This sounds weird but I’m sure you’ll get me by the end of this blog. I think everyone’s experienced the feeling which I had today as I was smoking a cigarette before work. So, I was doing some of that people watching we all do when there’s no internet access and you’ve no texts to read and it struck me that everyone is so totally preoccupied with themselves (the majority of the time). I don’t mean that in a negative sense, I’m not talking about self-centreredness. I’m addressing the impossibility of completely being capable of walking in another’s shoes, figuratively. It’s just so easy to believe that you’re the protagonist, the narrator, of the story of everything.
Obviously, your perception of the world is highly subjective and does not necessarily reflect the objective reality. Or is there even such thing as an objective reality? I guess this goes back to the age old ‘if a tree falls in the forest and there’s no one there to hear it, does it still make a sound?’ question. (Which it obviously does cause sound isn’t dependent upon the observer) However, human social life is dependent upon the existence of others and our individual interactions with them. Social relationships allow us to define our roles and this helps further the categorisation of our reality into neat little colour-coded sections. These categories provide us with the tools to assemble the characteristics of our personality like a complex jig-saw puzzle.
But when it comes down to it, the idea that every single human being, or any being for that matter, experiences reality from their unique point of view is baffling. When I try to make sense of this vast thought my brain starts to go numb.