What’s real

What’s real to you? My reality is up and down this blog. Its very title is a reflection of my reality… 

I am beginning to truly believe that what is real in your mind is real to you. This qualification has come only recently (Calgary, circa 2003, I do believe)-the old line was incomplete, I gather. I have been spouting “what is real in your mind is real“for a solid decade. It was likely a thought I had listening to Rage Against The Machine, and, again, it was often used as a conversation starter. 

There are few people who are uncomfortable talking about their everyday. Whether it’s work, whether it’s play, whether it’s some melange of minutia and monotony… Most are comfortable discussing something such as this… 

What I am just now starting to see (and this is a statement I have heard my entire existence–everything is subjective. I didn’t really understand what the heck that meant–when I throw something like that. I like to guage the reaction of the person who whom I am speaking. If there isn’t a some semblance of understanding. I quickly follow it up with a (subjective) explanation of what it is I am trying to convey. 

I very much enjoy discussing various people’s respective realities. It is the only true way to retain such a maddeningly difficult concept such as objectivity. And this has become my everyday. Straight up, it’s hard not to be jaded. I’ve been through some stuff. 

I’ll end there–my cousin just rolled in! Think about what’s real to you.