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Of course, even without that, some people are the biological equivalent of a pop-up ad.
I think it goes way beyond pretending to be adult or pretending to be smart. I suspect many people interact with the real world for a limited time only, in little bursts, and spend the rest of the time hiding in fantasies in their own minds. We are all only pretending to be connected to reality. But if you do it enough times, at the right times, you get away with it.
But then, imagine we didn't do that. If we all actually live IN reality, 24 hours a day. Ok, we can still sleep. But 24-hours-minus-sleeping-hours a day. We could be so productive, all the time. We could gain in skills and knowledge all the time, all the little "free-time" bits we get or take for ourselves, we could put to use. Anyone read Better by the Dozen by Frank Gilbreth? He was like a Super Hero in my mind, because he did that.
So now I'm thinking, we don't have to actually stop disconnecting from reality, we just have to connect to it more. And by more, I mean, more than the average Joe around you. Then, by comparison, you could be.. something.. good. I don't know, but it seems like a great idea. Except that I hate reality, especially compared to the little world I've built in my head.
I spend a good chunk of my reality in kind of a made up place, but I'm maybe more aware of it than many people.
When I get into a really good coding frenzy, my world is an imaginary place of data structures and bits flying around, etc. I see how these things existing in this reality shove data in one end and poot out data along some other end, maybe causing other stuff to happen in the meantime.
But, eventually, I return to reality. I see the world around me, and do my best to understand it. I know I'll color my perception of the world with my own perspectives, as we all generally do. I try to sometimes view the world from other people's perspective, so I hav a better idea where they're going with something, so maybe between the two of us, we can get to our respective destinations intact.
I figure, if physics is generally relative, and requires a frame of reference, maybe reality works that way as well.
The real world, not an objective thing we have to interact with regularly, but a subjective construct of human perception?
Exactly. An age old question: Is the world the cause and experience the consequence? Or is experience the cause and the world is the consequence? And what does your answer say about you and your relation to the world around you?
I'm glad I'm not a famous Ancient Greek. They're always getting their arms cut off before someone dedicates a statue to them.
Did we ever see the inside of the professor's hut?
We saw Gilligan and the Skipper's hut, we saw Maryann and Ginger's hut, we saw the Howell's hut. The professor apparently didn't have to share, did we ever see the inside of his hut?
And they would have gotten away with it too, if it weren't for those meddling Globetrotters.
Given my current experiences with condominium repair, I'm inclined to believe a modern day version of Gilligan's Island is happening right now to me.
First world problems, I know. But I had to get in my car and physically drive to a bank!
The deposit slips are multilingual now. The teller was confused because I crossed out anything that was written in a language I don't understand.
My signature and my account number are going on that piece of paper. I'm not signing something I can't read.
I need to have a talk with my mother about the way she signs checks. Or maybe introduce her to PayPal.
As the plane was descending I looked out over the thousands of acres of crappy housing and thought, why would anyone willingly live here?