11/11/2024 for Counterintuitive Poetry Contest sponsored by Suzette Richards
As a lad four years old, I knew what I could see, and I knew what I was told... and that was reality. Then something popped that balloon - appearances might lie. It was a TV cartoon - a mirage tricks the eye. As a teen in junior high, I found we only see what sends photons flying by in wavelengths we can see. Our brain then does translation into what we perceive. Our brain's representation is what we believe. Now, I'm older than a hill, and everyone knows what's true. Reality they distill and impart to me and you. Society and politics? They'll tell you for free, Maybe we're all dumb as bricks, and see what we want to see?
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