Post by yjk<?>---said;
“We do not see things as they are. We see them as we are.”
Or put another way, we can't know for sure, what we are not.
All we can do is speculate on the other, projecting on the
other, our ignorance. Unless they say, we can't ever know.
And even then, we only have their words or their deeds for
who they claim to be.
We see as we are, the world a mirror for our control. The
world like the viewer, is open yet insincere, as shallow
as we are perplexing. Clingy for the certainty of others,
we crave what they have, a belief.
We can only really know ourselves, and even then we are a
mystery.