So I had this pretty sweet revelation about colors.
I got to thinking one day, why are certain colors give certain emotions or other such adjectives associated with them.
For example, brown is usually associated with dirt, filth, or other such gross things. When there is brown on something that isn't brown, we usually say its dirty or gross, etc.
Then I thought, what if green was brown. What if things that were green were considered gross (although under certain circumstances things that are green are gross but we'll leave those aside). Like trees for instance. When they are beginning to grow, they would be considered gross and unappealing to many people. Not until they are bare or are turning fall colors would they be considered beautiful. The growing of leaves, representing life and growth, would be negative and therefore cast life as a negative thing. We would celebrate a person's death and mourn their birth. The entire world would be switched upside down just by swapping two colors.
It's strange and even sad to think of how out perception of everything is so weighted on itself. We remove one link in the chain and everything collapses. I think that's why it's so easy for some people to go insane. One thing they thought to be true (as ridiculous as it may be) is proven false and their whole perception of the world crumbles down around them. I kinda agree with insane people; it is easy to go down that path, all you have to do is think too much. That aside, we base everything we 'know' so closely around each other that our reality becomes our perception, which in itself is as much a curse as it is a gift. The underlining flaw is that half the things we believe we are taught by someone else. We learn green is growth and brown is decay. We learn that love is positive and hate is negative. We learn all these things and accept them as truth because we don't have a long enough lifespan to reinvent everything according to our own view.
Thats how cultures and civilizations are formed. One group teaches their own perspective to their offspring and they begin to build upon the teachings of each generation. Sure, there is room for change and growth but still the truth remains that brown will never be green.
As a recap, yes, camping was pretty boring.
For example, brown is usually associated with dirt, filth, or other such gross things. When there is brown on something that isn't brown, we usually say its dirty or gross, etc.
Then I thought, what if green was brown. What if things that were green were considered gross (although under certain circumstances things that are green are gross but we'll leave those aside). Like trees for instance. When they are beginning to grow, they would be considered gross and unappealing to many people. Not until they are bare or are turning fall colors would they be considered beautiful. The growing of leaves, representing life and growth, would be negative and therefore cast life as a negative thing. We would celebrate a person's death and mourn their birth. The entire world would be switched upside down just by swapping two colors.
It's strange and even sad to think of how out perception of everything is so weighted on itself. We remove one link in the chain and everything collapses. I think that's why it's so easy for some people to go insane. One thing they thought to be true (as ridiculous as it may be) is proven false and their whole perception of the world crumbles down around them. I kinda agree with insane people; it is easy to go down that path, all you have to do is think too much. That aside, we base everything we 'know' so closely around each other that our reality becomes our perception, which in itself is as much a curse as it is a gift. The underlining flaw is that half the things we believe we are taught by someone else. We learn green is growth and brown is decay. We learn that love is positive and hate is negative. We learn all these things and accept them as truth because we don't have a long enough lifespan to reinvent everything according to our own view.
Thats how cultures and civilizations are formed. One group teaches their own perspective to their offspring and they begin to build upon the teachings of each generation. Sure, there is room for change and growth but still the truth remains that brown will never be green.
As a recap, yes, camping was pretty boring.