Re: How vast is the world?

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So, long story short, I live in a bubble. I know a lot about how complicated the world can be, but I haven't really had the chance to learn too much. 
I kinda want to go around the world and explore, learn new things, figure out how deep some things can be. Gain more experience in life, live a little, learn a lot.
However, I also don't want to leave my house, and I'm lazy as heck....
Anyway.
How do you see the world?
I know a lot of people around me that are... Wealthy? Yeah, that's kinda a good way to put it. Do you know the rich spoiled kids with no life experience? I kinda used to be like that. A... fool. Yeah, a fool. Someone who only really knows about what happens around their life, within that little bubble. I don't know anything much about what's outside that little bubble. I see the world in an odd way.
I know for a fact that the world is much, much bigger than I can even imagine. I know for a fact that there are some things that need to be experienced and can't be explained. I know that there are a lot of cool things everywhere. 
The nooks and crannies of life, the things a person would normally never know and never experience. 
The knowledge that comes from one dedicating their entire life towards one single thing. Their achievements, their all, their everything.
I can't dedicate myself like that. I'm a very boring and plain person, to be honest. Yes, yes, physically I am capable of it, but I have a very strange mindset. The reason I don't dedicate myself to one thing like that is because I want to learn about a lot of things. When you reach the peak of something, all you can really do is look at the view around you. While the view can be beautiful, often people like to throw around the saying "It's about the journey, not the destination." 
Also, I guess you could say that I don't have much experience with being an actual person? While I can understand how others think, I don't understand why they can think that way, I don't know everything they've been through. I read about and hear about stuff like love all the time, but I haven't ever really understood that if that makes sense. I'm kinda detached from reality. Derealization, if you know what that is. 
I sometimes see myself from a third-person perspective and understand that something about my life is just... wrong. Something's missing.
I can see that I can't understand the bigger picture. I can see that I live in a bubble. From the little knowledge of the world that I have, I can tell that my "normal" is not normal. Not even close.
A lot of stuff I see tends to make me think. And what I think about is how I see it from my perspective and how another person would see it from theirs. When I look at the sky with another person, we would both say that the sky is blue. But if I looked at the world from their eyes, what if the blue I've always seen looks purple to them? They thought that what I see as purple was actually blue. What if, when I look at a circle through their eyes, I see what I would always call a square? But... then, when I go back and look at that square again from my perspective, it's now a circle? It was always a circle, yes. But the way we saw that circle is very different. I know that on a scientific level that is absolute gibberish, but I'm not looking at it from a scientific perspective. If you read that and immediately said something about how color works due to light and stuff, I can immediately understand that what I saw and what you saw are different, but the same. We look at the same thing, but we have different thoughts.
The world is vast. It is large. And there are a lot of people. Therefore, there are a lot of unique mindsets.
People make a lot of things, too. Like, good and evil. Good and evil are not natural laws of the universe, they are something that requires an understanding of the concept for it to exist. Before beings that could think existed, there was no such thing as good or evil. Once life ceases to exist, so too, shall constructs of the mind. Moral is mortal.
They also make things like civilizations. Buildings, roads, anything like that. You can always say, "Well, duh. Of course someone built that." when you look at a building, but I'm not sure exactly how in-depth you realize everything you see is. That building? It requires a lot of work to be built. It needs materials, designs, workers, supplies, and a lot of other things. Most people would never be able to start completely from scratch to build an entire civilization by themselves. They would need a lot of help from people specialized in fields that that person isn't knowledgeable in. Hell, most people couldn't make and run a library by themselves from the ground up, let alone an entire civilization.
You can always call someone an idiot for not having knowledge of certain things, but nobody is aware of everything. Even if you know about it, that doesn't mean everyone you talk to knows it as well. Nobody knows how everyone or everything works. That goes for common sense as well, sometimes.
"Stick with what you know" is another saying I hear occasionally. I agree with that for the most part, but if I already know it, why not at least try to learn a little about what I don't know? 
The only thing I can think of that is perfect, is imperfection. What I consider to be admirable is someone who is imperfect, yet strives for perfection nonetheless. 
I don't exactly strive for perfection in the way that I admire, since I tend to float through life lazily. But I still want to learn nonetheless.
What do you know that you think a lot of other people should know about or learn? What are some of life's most valuable secrets?
It can be anything.
A program, a device, a book, a subject, a thought, a phrase, a place, a person, a song, a culture, a custom, anything at all. 
Something eye-opening, something life-changing, something convenient, something interesting. Big or small.
What do you know that others probably don't, but should? A simple solution to a problem a lot of people have?
Or, what problems do you have that you wish could be solved easily? What frustrates you? Like math, maybe. Some people struggle with that a lot and can't find simple solutions. I'm lazy so I just look it up if I don't know it. There's an app I use called photomath that helps me sometimes, too.
I want to know more about life and the world at large and at little.
Share anything you want. 
https%3A%2F%2Fencrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com%2Fimage...Q%26usqp%3DCAU I hope that made sense, I feel I rambled quite a bit. sorry.
Best Wishes,
Lime

Re: How vast is the world?

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I find your thoughts interesting. The problem with being a human being, is that even if we were able to live to be a thousand years old, we would still have only one life experience. Only one viewpoint out of billions. Maybe it isn't even just being a human, but the nature of conscious living, awareness, and experience.

As such, I think that we develop a bit of a complex, of wondering if we're "normal." Of all the arbitrary concepts humans have invented, I find this to be the stupidest one. Maybe I find it so stupid because I find myself falling into it literally every single day.

But philosophy aside.

I feel what you are looking for is alternative perspectives on life. So, I shall intend to expound to you MY ENTIRE EXISTENCE, AND VIEW ON LIFE.

I am a citizen of the United States, living in the rocky mountains. I think that mountains are among the coolest natural wonders on earth. I enjoy hiking out and seeing them, along with forests, waterfalls, and many other natural features. My appreciation for this has come about because I grew up in a family where we went on many vacations to national parks and other places.

So much already, and only in regards to how I feel about the environment around me.

I grew up in the 2000s. Because I was on the border of millennials and Gen Z, I feel conflicted at times. Growing up, I was focused on many things from the 90s, because I had two older sisters that kind of determined what we watched and did for fun when I was really little. My parents didn't want to pay for cable, so we watched PBS kids. I feel like growing up, watching things like that on TV, and then watching Disney movies, I gained an appreciation for good media. I later discovered good shows from other networks, but I feel like I avoided seeing some crappy stuff.

I now see crappy things some kids watch today, like endless autoplay nonsense on Youtube, and I find it extremely abhorrent. I plan on limiting electronics use when I raise my own children someday. I also find my musical habits going against things, with my interests barely ever going past the 90s. I listen to Big Band Jazz, 40s cowboy music, popular 80s, and then some very selective modern country.

It may seem like I am going counter to things most people my age enjoy, but then, in contrast to some of my really old music habits, I really love video games - particularly Nintendo ones. I hope to maybe enter a game development field someday. I want to encourage responsible gaming, and for parents to not let games raise their children.


Deep breath. I am vomiting opinions, points of view, ways of seeing the world at you. It's what you wanted right? 😄

As a child, I was fascinated with trains. I soaked up like a sponge how they worked, the history of railroading, and many other things. This may have been because I had grandpa's that worked on railroads. It may have also been because my dad is interested in trains, and built a model railroad layout when I was younger.

This interest evolved over time into an interest in how things worked. Soon I got interested in anything to do with space. Nowadays, I have gained a obsession with following spaceflight news, especially around the company SpaceX. I'm so interested in them because I am disgruntled at the slow pace of space exploration. It feels to me like they are pushing boundaries. I learn about other companies outright scamming NASA and taxpayers, but SpaceX is actively trying to lower the cost to get to space. It is one of my biggest day to day interests, along with following game industry news.

I also am big into reading. Once, I wasn't. When I was a kid, my parents often pushed me to read realistic fiction books by Beverly Cleary, and all these weird stories from England. They and my older sisters love them, I did not. However, with some books like Fablehaven and Percy Jackson in late elementary, I turned in my attitudes about reading, finding a love for contemporary fantasy. I then forayed into science fiction, reading Orson Scott Card and Michael Crichton in junior high.

Then, in high school, I discovered Brandon Sanderson. I fell in love with his mastery of the fantasy genre. It made so much pale in comparison, and further cemented me as being a bit snobbish towards pieces of media I didn't like - in this medium, things like Divergent. His work and his online writing lectures inspired me to write, which is another thing that occupies bit portions of my time.


Okay. I promise I am not just trying to vomit my interests. What I am trying to do, is hopefully giving you an idea, picking and choosing of where someone's interest in something might form, why they might form opinions over time. Now, I will attempt to summarize (ha ha, as if) my most cherished beliefs about life.


Though most about me is rather bland, I am a white, straight, cis male who is of British descent - I am very peculiar in one aspect. I am a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saint. Most people know us as Mormons, though that nickname is incorrect, and we discourage its use, as it is often used as a derogatory name. It distracts from the fact that we're Christians.

While I am most of the time not constantly thinking about it, my religious belief in this has drastically affected every view I have in life, and every choice I've made in it. Just a small sampling - I don't fear death. Although I feel sad about tragic events in the world, I don't go crazy about it because I feel like I have a very fleshed out idea of the next life, and that we will be reunited with our loved ones after we die.

I do not feel extremely nervous about the direction of the world, because I believe from my church that I can receive personal revelation from God, revelation from the Bible and Book of Mormon, and revelation given to us by the leaders of our church. 

My religion sadly does not bring only joy, but as part of living with it, it carries consequences. 

Our church is hated. It is demonized or ridiculed by pretty much all of pop culture, and the outside world. When my family was on a little weekend getaway in Park City, we were at our hotel pool, when some guys came up to me and asked me if my sisters were my wives. That kind of ignorant constant barrage from the outside world has given me a resentment towards everyone outside of my bubble.

You speak of being in a bubble. I feel at times like stepping outside of that bubble is dangerous, and only pisses people off. I feel at times that entering a creative field is a waste of time, because my views on the world will not be wanted. That my thoughts will be deemed to offensive, and I will have my dreams and livelihood dashed by the outside world.

Further cementing this us - vs - them mentality is that it is engrained in our history. My ancestors came from Britain to Utah in the 1850s because they could not live out their faith there. The church members already in the US were compelled to move across the country by both the government and mob violence, and many died in the violence and indirectly in being forced from their homes to walk across the great plains.

Even when we had made sanctuary in Utah, the country sent the US army after us and nearly drove us from our homes again. Then they enacted laws trying to restrict our way of life, and kill our church that way. Men and women protested against this, but now modern persecution depicts this time as a demonic theocracy where women were slaves to their evil husbands.


This is the world I am coming from, where in the early 1900s, we were finally no longer attacked violently, but only attacked in ridicule. Despite that, we turned an arid wilderness into a well developed state. The immigration from Europe to Utah led to us being a very culturally similar area, as distinct as say, the south.

This causes me to feel threatened, when I see things like tons of people leaving California to come to neighboring states. People that I have very opposing views to, that are moving in, and that I fear will upset the government of our state, its population, and will fracture our protective bubble. I am afraid of if my future children will be able to grow up safely.


But I have left my bubble - to go on a mission for my church, in the panhandle of Florida. While the South is still made up of many white religious conservatives, I felt like I shared very little in common with them. I had never been around people that were not middle class. I met both higher class people and lower class people. I was around people for the first time that had familial troubles, while I've always felt so connected to my family, and I have always been on pretty good terms with all of my extended family too.

This two year leave from my bubble showed me how different life could be for other people. Being somewhere between an introvert and an extrovert, it also forced me to get to know people better. Even the other missionaries I worked with, that I often shared common background with, had very different lives and interests.




Okay, now I promise that I will stop. What I have shown you is only a mere sampling of the way that I view the world. In such a small sample, I've ignored so many things. I've ignored the struggle in me to be kind to those I disagree with, as that too, is a major teaching of my church. I ignored my frustration with my talents seemingly not being as useful as that of my siblings, and my struggles to live up to them academically.

Never, as an author, will you be able to truly make a character that is accurate to being a real person. Real people are impossibly complex, and have often contradictory views and feelings within them. 

Even in the strongest of personal relationships, with lifelong friends, or the sacred bond in a happy marriage - you will never fully know those people. I believe at least, not in this life.


I imagine, and sincerely hope, that you only did a cursory scan over this massive tome of a response. The biggest thing I've learn in my mere two decades on this Earth - everyone around you is just as scared and flying by the seat of their pants as you are. They are just doing what seems like it will stick, and even the most expert people on the planet are just trying to do their best. 

This is a frightening notion, but also, I feel, a comforting one. Though everyone is just crossing their fingers and hoping they'll figure it out, it gives us as individuals the hope that maybe we can slide into a place in this crazy world, find people who care about us enough to tolerate us, and maybe, just maybe, we'll get good enough at faking it that some kid will think we're amazing adults that know everything.


If it isn't obvious, I am free to respond to any discussion you wish to have. I also am free to talk on discord, especially if you are willing to do writing review trades. :) 

Re: How vast is the world?

#5
1. You think too much! Do not worry about life, the world, and whatnot. It is not a problem to be an observer. After all, we all experience the world differently and that's where the beauty lies.

2. Why do you even worry that you can't dedicate yourself to one thing? Doing a lot of stuff is great! We sometimes need generalists and not only specialists. Besides, knowledge does not just come from dedication. Knowledge comes from giving something you encounter for the first time a try. What comes with dedication is knowledge depth.

3. I travel a lot. Most of the time through imagination. That is the budget-friendly option for the people on the other side of rich. But it does not make learning about the world worse than first-hand experience... most of the time. I mean, I am afraid of heights, so jumping off a plane or a bridge is not for me. I also don't like the cold, so visiting Antarctica is not exactly my thing. But I love sitting on my couch and watching extreme sports and scientists threading the snowy planes of the Arctis.

4. The world is what you make of it. Big or small, beautiful or ugly, it depends on your perception. There is a whole miniature world hidden in a water droplet. And there are whole rivers and seas full of droplets. Whether you see the tree or the forest does not necessarily make the "world" cheaper or less exciting. It is simply a difference in perspective, and every perspective has its merits.

Re: How vast is the world?

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Lime_Lover Wrote: What do you know that you think a lot of other people should know about or learn? What are some of life's most valuable secrets?
It can be anything.
I am a Christian, I haven't bothered to figure out exactly "what kind" of Christian I am because I don't see why that matters, we are all brothers and sisters in Christ. Anyway, I think everyone should at some point read the Bible. I know, I know, "why should you have to read this religious book?" well I think that the Bible, even if viewed as a wholly mundane book has no end of advice for life that holds true even today. If you want to do one thing that will help you understand a whole lot of people, then read the Bible.



Like many people have said the world is vast but at the same time, it is a very small place. Nobody has ever, nor will anyone ever experience the whole world, I doubt there is a single person to have ever existed that knew even 1% about the entire world, and my proof to the point is that not a single person can argue otherwise . In that sense, the amount of the world that you can experience does not matter all that much. When you think about it like this don't be discouraged about how much you will never know, instead be happy that you have so much to discover and learn about. You don't need to know how to think from someone else's view, when you can just ask them their view on it, such as right now.