There are no facts; only interpretations. What we call reality is an agreement at which we have arrived to make life more livable. How are we to know that the sky is not green, and we are all colorblind? People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality… I have no words for my reality.
The human condition encompasses the unique and inescapable features of being human: a search for purpose, sense of curiosity, the inevitability of isolation, and the fear of death.
The idea of our own reality in the midst of a larger, more complex existence is central to our theme. Human beings are unwilling to recognize how dependent our experiences are upon one another. We are entangled in a network of souls that flow in unison, yet we are only familiar with our own experience. We often fail to see beyond it. Greed, lust, and excess cloud our vision. We take a bite out of Temptation to whet our appetites. We justify reality through philosophy and religion. Our innate curiosity for the unknown consumes us. The physical universe may be finite, but internally we are limitless.
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