1. the act or faculty of apprehending by means of the senses or of the mind; cognition; understanding.
2. immediate or intuitive recognition or appreciation, as of moral, psychological, or aesthetic qualities; insight; intuition; discernment: an artist of rare perception.
I've been thinking about this word a lot lately. Maybe because I'm thinking about writing a new spec script. And when I'm thinking about writing a script, I'm thinking about character. Mine, yours, the guy that bags my groceries at Ralph's, my dog. Trying to get inside every person's (and animal's head) and figure out who they are. Trying to perceive them.
And that exercise got me to wondering how people perceive me. To tell you the truth, I have no idea. I think I'm an open book. But am I really? Does anyone really get who I am? Or what I really think? What I really feel? Does anyone really get you?
And then I began to think about who I am... Am I the person I perceive myself to be? Or am I the sum of the perceptions that others have of me? Think about it. We see ourselves from the inside out. Everyone else sees us from the outside in. That idea in itself changes my perception of everything.
And now I have just rummaged through hundreds of photographs to perceptively choose the appropriate picture to go with this post. I failed. I picked five. And couldn't decide. Let me know which one you think works best...and why. I'm very interested to see how you perceive the post and the pictures.
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I kept coming back to this post and looking at the pictures. After much thought, here's my take on the pictures. First off, only you yourself know if you are an open book. I think anyone who commits to writing a blog day after day has to be pretty sincere. You just can't make stuff up, at least for very long....Now the photos are all different forms of perception. The cabin - what's inside? The seagulls - all seagulls, but all different. The girls - one person(you), captures another person capturing another, three different perceptions at once. The pilings - I don't know, sameness surrounded by a sea of change? Finally, your friend deep in thought - perhaps oblivious to others perception of him at that moment.
I try not to think too much of how others percieve me, and try to just be a good person, I have my own rules, which I constantly change...Okay, stick a fork in me, I'm done...;)
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