A World of Symbols

Do you know what this is? You probably guessed – letters. It’s Cambodian. Ok so, as far as we are concerned, that is what we know about this picture. For us its just a bunch of letters, no meaning whatsoever. None. Actually, if we never knew what letters are, this would be just a bunch of black flecks on a white background. And that is what it actually is before we give it a meaning. 

We are able to give something a meaning if we met it before and mapped it with our thoughts. Until this mapping happens in our mind, it’s all a bunch of flecks and splatters. That is how it was for us when we were little babies. And that is how basic reality looks like. All the meaning is added. Which takes us to the fact that the only place where your world is actually happening is your own mind. 

So. You are the one that shapes your experience. Like a carpenter, you make it into form and then forget you did it. Every little detail was made by you. Every different taste of life was produced inside your mind. 

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