Wednesday 8 February 2017

Looking through the rearview mirror




So, the last post was so very weary that I guess you can actually visit it to check your boredom threshold.
All you have to do is, visit the page Mirror mirror on the wall and start reading the first few lines. If you survive 3 sentences, you have a lot of patience and would survive boredom even better than the receptionist at a photo studio in a small dusty town.

So, in this continued post, I decided to pull the chain of my random rambling thoughts, to stop and glance at some useful ways to undo the damages done to the precious readers, who had hurt their retina and/or amygdala while reading the previous post!

Whoof! Is correction a tough job or what! Well, speaking of corrections, in the previous post, originally, I had wanted to write about image corrections. Not in the photo-enhancement sense of image correction but the correction of one’s self image as if it was as grisly as an ‘imperfect’ nose!

And imagine of professional services offering a hand to help you! “Welcome to Mirror services, we can brush, polish and even reconstruct your self-image!” Chuck wellness programs out of the window, who’d need age-old mechanisms to preserve your self-image. Now you could build your customized self-image as dynamically as one can choose from samples in the sperm bank! Even one for each day, like your custom diet or customized mobile phone data plan.
(Ah, just by the way, if you hadn’t realized, wellness programs work solely on one’s self-image reacting to the progressive decaying. Because after all, one would anyways age the age one ought to and there ain’t no any change in that!)

However, the crazier thought is to not only have these customized self-images of you but also to let these versions interact with versions of other’s self-images. With all due respect to blue creatures from an unnamed motion picture, let’s call these images – avatars. So, to think of it, you could have zillions of interactions of all your avatars with someone else’s avatars. Literally every moment.

And yet, isn’t that the reality? Today, when we interact with each other, isn’t it perceptions interacting with perceptions? At every level. Eyes, mind, thoughts and feelings.

Well, can all of these interactions be awesome and cheer worthy? Only if perceptions find each other awesome. You could say, you still want some goriness in life apart from the usual dosage of reality TV. Thumbs up! But, say there was a day of non-stop awesome interactions; imagine the high you would reach by the end of the day, if all of your avatars score a 10/10 on interaction scale. At every level.

No, I am not playing the song, “And I think to myself…what a wonderful world...” in the background. Truth is, I don’t know what it’d feel like to have a 10/10 interaction score for all my avatars. Truth is, I don’t understand all my avatars. And if you are on the same page with me, you will know, maybe, we shall never know all of our avatars, as perceived by the world around or as perceived by parts of us.

Which brings me to my narrative in the previous post. In the last cut, there was an imaginary land, where the images are not bound by perceptions. In fact, they are not perceived, they are realized. As if, now we see in a mirror, in an allegory, but there we could see face-to-face. Now I know partially, but there I could know everything as exactly as everything is, including myself. Truth. Seen with eyes wide open. Realized. Not viewed in a reflection. Truth. Not lost in the monotony of passing time. Truth. Not lost in the ecstasy of rarity. Truth. Dazzling. Like the real version of you.


Which version of yourself have you seen in the mirror today?