Nothing is real.
The life you're living.
The world you see.
The words you hear.
The emotions and pain you feel.
The things you touch.
It isn't real.
Physiologically, your brain is what controls your life.
A patient in a hospital that it declared brain dead, gets the plug pulled. They have no "need" to live.
Why? Because our brain is what tells us everything.
Everything we've ever thought, seen, felt, touched, heard,
It came from our brain.
It was processed through our brain.
All of our beliefs, our values,
Are based on this little blob in our head,
That tells us what's what.
It's completely absurd.
It's unreal.
People always say, "I have to see it to believe it."
But what you're seeing is a memory.
Just like how the postal service losses mail,
We lose information. We lose signals. We lose thought. We lose memory.
The memories we do recall, are often mistaken.
Our favorite memories, are disjointed.
Our worst memories, are disoriented.
Our forgotten memories, are every memory.
Our memory, is fake.
People always say, "Live in the present, not in the future"
But if the brain works the fastest it can,
It takes 13 milliseconds just to process an image.
It takes half a second to process audio information
We're all behind.
We're all delayed.
We will live in the past, forever and always.
Our concept of time, of reality, is unreliable.
Just like how we can change the words on a document;
Just like how we can embellish a story to make it sound more exciting;
Just like how we can alter meticulous details and facts to support our thoughts;
Our brain will change the things that happen around us;
Our brain will embellish how people look, how you look;
Our brain will alter the things we see around us;
Everything is questionable.
You know how if you say, "I just have a feeling" people won't hear what's next as facts, but as bullshit?
Well then every time you have an emotion, you're just having a feeling.
You can't describe an emotion, a feeling because, well, it's a concept, not an applicable thing.
Colors too, those are a concept, an interpretation.
Is someone who's color blind, truly colorblind. Do they really see black and white?
How are we to know that the color I see as red is actually red, but not your version of iris.
How are you supposed to get in my head and see what I'm seeing?
You can't. Because colors are a spectrum, and we just declare these people as having a disease.
We all have a disease. It's called narrow thinking.
Concepts aren't real, they're abstract.
Emotions aren't real, they're abstract.
Colors and visual stimulations aren't real, but abstract.
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The Controversial Thoughts Of A Curious Soul
PoetryA series of my thoughts and opinions of things that I feel are important.
