Optical Illusion & reality

Hope I didn't trigger any flashbacks by posting that.

Hi Sham

That optical illusion is incorporated in a building about 5 minutes walk from my apartment. I see it everyday, and everyday it makes me laugh.

Stitch

Actually looking for photographs I found this site that lists my apartment complex. I am a long term resident though!!! I live on the 28th floor and have great views of the casino and the rialto,

http://www.moveandstay.com.au/melbourne/apartments_description.asp?id=438

The photograph shows the reception area.

Stitch

StitchExp626 wrote:

Hi Sham

That optical illusion is incorporated in a building about 5 minutes walk from my apartment. I see it everyday, and everyday it makes me laugh.

Stitch

How cool is that!? I love architecture that doesn't take itself too seriously; very whimsical.

The Longaberger Basket Company Building.

wow, that beats our big banana anyday!!

Wow! great pictures guys.

Shams, can you belivee Stitchey has to walk past that gargantuan optical illusion every day! what were the chances of that!?!?!?! and is that breadbasket place real?!?! WOW! it's an amzing structure!

Stitchey I am surprised there is not major traffic accidents outside that building!

SBP what can I say, I have a mesolimbic dopamine reward pathway which loves it all!

I really enjoyed those posts.

This sounds stupid but I favor a perception based line of reasoning for why Alpert doesnt age.

We dont see alpert age because whatever he is, he is so attached to some type of core desire, that we are all looking at him, each in our own perception, that we never take our eyes off of him and what he is attached to. Because we (you and I) through our desire never take our eyes off of him, we never see change, thus he never appears to age.

Silly, no?

I don't desire Alpert in any way!

I desire Kate in a chocolate chastity belt and Juliette in Cindy's uniform and Sun eating a flake like on the advert!

what does "eating a flake" mean

A flake is a chocolate bar created by Cadbury, it's defining feature is that as you break it into pieces, it crumbles or 'flakes'.

Here is a picture of a typical Flake ad.

thankyou stitchey! that was perfect mate!

SunburnedPenguin wrote:Its summed up in the question....if you were born colour-blind...how would you know?

That's an easy question. Answer: 'cause my wife tells me not to leave the house until she approved my clothes choice. You know, matching colours is not an easy task for a "regular" man, but it becomes an impossible mission for a colour-blind man.

Haha good answer Occam

But what I mean is, if you are taught as a child that the colour of an orange is orange, you call it orange and distinguish it as orange for the rest of your life. But you could be seeing what other people call green. Ok I know thats not how colour blindness works (I cant distinguish between purple and blue) but its hypothetical. How would you ever know you dont see the same colour? In your reality the colour is different from in everyone elses, but you dont know it.

The colours of flowers are not for our benefit, it is for the benefit of the bees who see different colour spectrums to us. We will never see the true colour of a flower unless viewed from the perspective of a bee.

SunburnedPenguin wrote:Ok I know thats not how colour blindness works.

Wrong. That's exactly how it works. At least partial colour-blindness, which is my case.

SunburnedPenguin wrote:How would you ever know you dont see the same colour? In your reality the colour is different from in everyone elses, but you dont know it.

Answer: You would never know. That's one of my wife's jokes; she asks me "don't you love my green eyes?" and, when I tell her I love them, but they are brown, she answers "how do you know?" In fact, I don't. It's just they look to me like what I'm taught to be brown, but I'll never be completely sure.

SunburnedPenguin wrote:The colours of flowers are not for our benefit, it is for the benefit of the bees who see different colour spectrums to us. We will never see the true colour of a flower unless viewed from the perspective of a bee.

Remember the Matrix? There's no colour...