Iris is in our eyes, the camera people see things with, but seeing can be deceiving, can't it? Or is it always right? If we cannot see it because it is microscopic, then is it still there? Only microscopes, telescopes, or even binoculars or equipment not available when I was growing up would need to view nanotechnology now. Dad would give me binoculars with dance troupes thinking maybe I could see something maybe dots or something or some movement. This was when I was growing up. How do we know what our perceptions are? And how do we interpret them, or tag them? Who first tags things for us? An iris can be in our eye or a beautiful flower opening up to the sunlight.
What is reality and what is creativity? People in differnet cultures interpret realith or their world differently. That is why we call our view of the world "blind culture." But we are not all the same. There are things we might have in common, but not everything. We may diverge on many aspects of life and meaning.
I would like to accessize the world, and accessibize the computer so that access is there for everyone. Thanks. Koraling Lynne Koraling Genius Consultants
A blind Alaskan shares views about health, politics, respect, her business ideas for web accessibility, training on the Americans With Disabilities Act, societal violence of disabled folks and hate crimes, interpersoanl violence against those with disabilities, workshops exploring our ideas of independence vs. interdependence, etc. She welcomes comments from all comers.
Showing posts with label REALITY. Show all posts
Showing posts with label REALITY. Show all posts
Sunday, April 17, 2011
reality
I believe I created my own reality. It was a protecting or it was tagging and making sense of my reality. How could I know what it was since I could not see or verify it? I not only felt different--I felt crazy. I could not seem to convince people of my views. I alwyas asked questions, and always believed the questions were more important than the answers. I had an internal sense, since I was not distracted by what I could not see around me. I had a highly developed inner conversation and perception. I can see pictures in my mind, even though I cannot "see" them with the naked eye. I could imagine, and play with blocks, marbles, and listen to them or imagined them as people, and the different designs on the marbles would be Carol, or Barbara, or Joanne. I was creative and imaginative. Sounds had an eerie effect on me, since I could not always detect their source. I would lie on my bed and turn on my stomach when it was quiet in the middle of the night and I had the pipes contracting and expanding with the radiator in the house. I would turn on a transistor radio to drown out the sounds.
Getting back to the collective, and how we influence each other, and we are evolving, as the planet is a living planet, we must find a way to respect each other's views. Humans are complex. Many times, humans vacillate between arrogance and ignorance. We have to work with others to solve the world's problems. By working and building consensus, we can come to agreements, instead of individually trying to solve problems. Thoughts can be dangerous, because they cause us to come to false conclusions, or cause us to fear thoughts that may differ from our own. Then we label those differences as crazy, or we have to put people into mental hospitals, or we put people in prisons, especially women and so-called minorities. However, women are not really a minority, but we are subjugated none the less. We allow ourselves to be dictated to. I am not a dictaphone. I don't have to believe the recordings I received from the prevailing society. Yes, I am different, but difference is not dangerous. If we are different, and do not conform, we are locked into prisons, either jails or mental hospitals or asylums, to separate people with leprosy when Thomas Mann wrote about separating people, because of fear. Anyway, I have always felt as if I was different and had different ideas, and I thought it was because I was blind, So, I have created my own alternate reality. I would love to correspond or dialog with all of you reading and following my site. Mhy computer is having some issues, asthey are wont to do, so I have to back everything up, and have someone do some diagnostic work on it. It all goes back to trusting ourselves. If we don't trust ourselves, we cannot trust any one else. Koraling Lynne
Getting back to the collective, and how we influence each other, and we are evolving, as the planet is a living planet, we must find a way to respect each other's views. Humans are complex. Many times, humans vacillate between arrogance and ignorance. We have to work with others to solve the world's problems. By working and building consensus, we can come to agreements, instead of individually trying to solve problems. Thoughts can be dangerous, because they cause us to come to false conclusions, or cause us to fear thoughts that may differ from our own. Then we label those differences as crazy, or we have to put people into mental hospitals, or we put people in prisons, especially women and so-called minorities. However, women are not really a minority, but we are subjugated none the less. We allow ourselves to be dictated to. I am not a dictaphone. I don't have to believe the recordings I received from the prevailing society. Yes, I am different, but difference is not dangerous. If we are different, and do not conform, we are locked into prisons, either jails or mental hospitals or asylums, to separate people with leprosy when Thomas Mann wrote about separating people, because of fear. Anyway, I have always felt as if I was different and had different ideas, and I thought it was because I was blind, So, I have created my own alternate reality. I would love to correspond or dialog with all of you reading and following my site. Mhy computer is having some issues, asthey are wont to do, so I have to back everything up, and have someone do some diagnostic work on it. It all goes back to trusting ourselves. If we don't trust ourselves, we cannot trust any one else. Koraling Lynne
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