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I really wonder sometimes about people who say "seeing is believing". If optical illusions have taught us anything it's that we obviously can't always trust our eyes.



Take the colour teal for example. Some see it as a green others see it as a blue. I see it as more of a green.



Which just makes me question reality. Because how much am I missing of what's there?



There are frequencies of light and sound we'll never be able to experience, but we know it's there. So... what else is there? What's right in front of our faces that we haven't even discovered yet?

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MrB
13:33 Apr 28 2015

I don't see teal as green or blue, I see...TEAL.

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MrB
13:41 Apr 28 2015

But seriously, optical illusions aren't an issue for the eyes. They are an issue for the brain.



Take two people who see the same singular event. They both saw the same exact thing. It is the brain that interprets the event differently.

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LilyOfTheLabyrinth
19:21 Apr 28 2015

Well of course. I didn't think that needed to be said.

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MrB
00:26 Apr 30 2015

Well you said, "If optical illusions have taught us anything it's that we obviously can't always trust our eyes."

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Tonight I'm thinking of people long gone. I'm thinking about three people in particular that I greatly admired. Very strong women, each taken too early and in horrible ways.



Not that I don't think about them everyday, but tonight I was thinking about the things I do when I miss people. Wear their favourite colour, eat their favourite foods, buy things they would have liked... things like that.

I think... I have a choice to make. I always over think my decisions. And then when I finally come to an answer I question if it was the right one.



Things have a way of sorting themselves out though. That is, even if it's the wrong choice.

-bows- Goodnight.

"Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,

Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,

While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,

As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door."



(Ignore that.^ ...You know what, ignore it all.)



I have too many thoughts, and nowhere to put them. Most I have no one to share them with, and others I just wouldn't share with anyone. I had two paragraphs written here about my day yesterday, and I just deleted it all. Whatever.



I dreamt of swamps again last night.