When you open your eye's and look,
What is it that you see?
Are you taking in all of the data,
Are you viewing base reality?
If you think so then you're deluded,
I'm sorry to have to suggest.
It may seem the greatest cam in the world,
But daguerreotype at it's best.
In fact if you could perceive,
Everything that could be viewed.
Your mind would be overloaded,
And inevitably you'd be screwed.
To make a fast decision,
On which survival depends.
Needs must make use of omission,
Before it'll pay dividends.
Take too long in thinking,
About all the thing's you can see.
You'll start to debate and all too late,
A tigers just had you for tea!
But important to think what this means,
As perception makes us what we are.
Whether we live in the moment,
Or view ourselves from afar.
Our brain builds a virtual world,
All of the time we're alive.
Constructed from simple primitives,
A complex abstracted hive.
But when you perceive your world,
You not seeing it as you'd expect.
But rather a constructed model,
Displayed in your visual cortex.
Your vision appears wide angle,
But challenge it with this test.
About one degree is all you can see,
So how can you 'see' the rest?
You're running a vast simulation,
All you madam's and messieurs.
A VR that's so convincing,
More real than real is yours.
Your inputs are all just signals,
Of which your brain must define.
But surely it's arbitrary,
The meaning it does consign.
No way to know if it matches,
What others have made their own.
And yet we tend to assume,
It shares the same keystone.
I think this may be why,
Describing a colour or taste,
Without referring to another one,
Is almost always a waste.
So surely this means almost all,
We perceive in our conscious mind.
Is absolutely subjective,
And comparable only in kind.
What is it that you see?
Are you taking in all of the data,
Are you viewing base reality?
If you think so then you're deluded,
I'm sorry to have to suggest.
It may seem the greatest cam in the world,
But daguerreotype at it's best.
In fact if you could perceive,
Everything that could be viewed.
Your mind would be overloaded,
And inevitably you'd be screwed.
To make a fast decision,
On which survival depends.
Needs must make use of omission,
Before it'll pay dividends.
Take too long in thinking,
About all the thing's you can see.
You'll start to debate and all too late,
A tigers just had you for tea!
But important to think what this means,
As perception makes us what we are.
Whether we live in the moment,
Or view ourselves from afar.
Our brain builds a virtual world,
All of the time we're alive.
Constructed from simple primitives,
A complex abstracted hive.
But when you perceive your world,
You not seeing it as you'd expect.
But rather a constructed model,
Displayed in your visual cortex.
Your vision appears wide angle,
But challenge it with this test.
About one degree is all you can see,
So how can you 'see' the rest?
You're running a vast simulation,
All you madam's and messieurs.
A VR that's so convincing,
More real than real is yours.
Your inputs are all just signals,
Of which your brain must define.
But surely it's arbitrary,
The meaning it does consign.
No way to know if it matches,
What others have made their own.
And yet we tend to assume,
It shares the same keystone.
I think this may be why,
Describing a colour or taste,
Without referring to another one,
Is almost always a waste.
So surely this means almost all,
We perceive in our conscious mind.
Is absolutely subjective,
And comparable only in kind.
