Imagine a red bottle

Really look at your red bottle.

I will tell you now, that your red bottle has no trace of kinship with mine.

Its form,

Color,

Texture,

Its dimensions

And number too.

My red bottle is three of different textures and sizes, standing next to each other, united all together
because of each other. Three bottles were those that had been standing on my shelf for a long while,
penetrating my sphere of seeing constantly.

These three bottles had been standing there for so great an amount of time that they all drowned in
particles of dust that lay on them.

Deciding to break these bottles up and move them somewhere else, in some other combination, I saw
under the space the bottles had been laying on - clear circles in dust. Where they had been standing.

the dust didn’t penetrate.

Thus as I pictured a red bottle, in imagining, I saw those three pieces of glassware that are now moved
into a different combination, that have been standing on my shelf for a while, in red light.

Everything starts here.

We are all products of the universe that was given to us in our childhood.

At first hand it’s the family and a close sphere of acquaintances that inspire this universe, although we
still experience it in our unique way. Both physically and emotionally.
Physics and Psyche cannot operate independently.

In us they are a unity.

Our mental states, both conscious and unconscious, is much determined by our physical (somatic)
surroundings. Thus our mental state will also be represented in our somatic reality too.

All that happens around us is conveyed to our psyche thanks to the same individual perception that then
subsequently allows external representation through action and is the ground on which my red bottle
will never look like yours.

The universe consists of subjective truths where preaching objective truth loses meaning. However
there are truths that through the exchange of opinions can be distilled to its nature’s true objectivity. [to
its objective nature]

Such truth as – the Norm.

What is really a norm, a standard?

And what is its real nature.

Can this nature be absolute?

The objective truth that is derived by opposing two subjective truths, is only a result of that one reality
prevailing over the other with its broadness and logic; swallowing the light of the second subjective
truth, which in itself is an absolute objective truth, like a black hole. Through this grinding process truth
attains an objective and socio-normative nature, stripped of any personal truth.

This is an act of violence/harm.

Subjective is the truth and absolute consequent to its origin, before we realize that this truth is absolute
for me and only for me – as an individual.

Whereas, when we try to convince others into our objective truths, these truths become subjective in
our efforts to transform them into an objectively absolute truth. Our objective realities are as it is in
absolute, objectively true. This is because no matter how subjective a truth is, for the individual
believing it, it is an absolute truth. Seeing that for a subjective truth to gain an objective nature and for it
to become a socio-normative objective truth (inasmuch as two objects already make up a unity of a
socius creating the environment for the subjects existing inside) both individuals need to come to an
agreement.

What can a true nature of norm be?

Norm is an occurrence that binds the perception flowing out of your subjective interpretation of your
views regarding things like emotions, events, objects both animate and inanimate and thus the unity of
your external environment.

Thus when a person A tells a person B that the person C is normal, they - both A and B , in vocalizing,
present the notion of norm as their subjective perspective allows them, the same perspective that
derives interpretations of the absolute objo-subjective truth of norm.

An objecto-subjectively true nature of norm could be defined very easily.

It is what it is for you.

It is your norm, and your norm only.

Let's go back.

Imagine a red bottle.

The inspiration for defining what the nature of norm is, came from a discussion between myself and my
company and my brother and his company. Here, one side was aiming to convince the other of the fact,
that if a person A tells a person B that person C is normal, person A for the most part, is sure that
person B’s interpretation of the word is the same as theirs.
When a person A's interpretation regarding the normality of person C is identical to that of a person B, a
social norm is born.

Social Norm.

Social norm, as opposed to a personal norm, has a distinctly different definition.

When an individual starts to oppose their genuinely objective truth to another individual's genuinely
objective truth, in crossing paths both genuinely objective truths lose the quality of being objectively
true and become subjective. Whereas, when an individual A convinces an individual B into their own
genuinely objective truth being objectively true, the truth becomes socio-objective. As, the unity of two
individuals is already a micro society, a micro collective who's objective truth becomes a social norm for
a third party.

Social norms incline persons A and B in their descriptions of person C's normativity to be not truly
objective, as defined by the personal norm, but rather collectively objective layer that covers the
individual perception like a layer of dust. And this layer of accumulated dusts remain on your shelf and
cover the bottles, till you start wanting to dust the layers off the shelf and alter the bottles, they have
been there for so long a time that their unity has created a single red bottle in your objo-subjective
depiction of truth, that which can never be so genuine in absolution for anybody else. Thus your
objecto-subjective truth is true only for you. It becomes subjective after your efforts to obtain the
collectively objective nature, is when your truth becomes subjective, for, it had already been objectively
true precisely because your subjective truth, throughout the depths of self-perception, is your objective
truth and a discourse over it has no meaning. A discourse over why I imagine a red bottle as three glass-
wares bathed in red light is impossible.

Why is it as it is?

Only because it is as it is only for you.

Only because of this are our red bottles different from each other in form, colour, texture, size and even
number. In our minds the image of a red bottle is drawn from a countless cause-effective chain reactions
in our minds, these reactions being cardinally different from each other and unambiguously individual to
everyone.

Thus what exactly led us to imagining a red bottle, exactly the way we did in an individual manner, we
do not know and we don’t absolutely need to either (although a curve is of course possible).

The universe is constant causation and effect that has never began and will never end.

Time is static. It does not move.

Time only starts circling you, like around a molecule, when you are ‘switched on’. Although you had
been existing even before you were ‘switched on’. You began when the universe began, and you shall
only end when the universe ceases to be. And the universe has never began in the first place and is
never going to cease. The universe is constant, as time.

Comprehending the scale of the universe is close to impossible for a human mind.

- Why?

Take your hand and make a binocular, like you used to as a kid.

Close one eye and look through the binocular with the other, steady your gaze on something for some
time.

Describe, in your mind, what you se,e.

Now take the ‘binocular’ off, so that you don’t open your hand that creates it. Describe what has added
to the image you saw before. Open your eye and think of what more do you see, apart from past two
images.

Now imagine that the walls in front of you are gone, think of what you would see then. Think of what
you could see if even that layer is stripped away and if you can think of it - you will feel the sweetness of
a snow covered spaciousness that evaporates that ugly sensation of filth and turns all the things that
fuck with our minds every day, into a clear space.

Relax.

Look at your binocular.

Our world is the same size as we perceive it to be.

If throughout our lives we only look at the world through that little crack, we will never see anything
more than what that little gap allows. It is precisely because of this that comprehending the magnitude
of the universe is impossible and unnecessary.

Because nobody has ever measured it in this way.

The universe could also interpret its dimensions in its own way

Perhaps the universe is also incapable of interpreting the widths of its existence, in as much as the
universe, like us, is a living organism that exists internally in myself and others, and as the universe
where we exist. We are the universe and the universe is us, like it or not, we have been a part of it, we
are a part of it now and we will remain to be a part of it, forever.

It is not our job to perceive its entirety.

Our worlds are the same size as we perceive them to be and is the measure of our objective truths.

For me, intellect is that perception of the universe’s dimensions.

Our intellect measures the same as our perception of the world.

One should broaden the vision of the world inside, to perceive the world as it is.

And when one looks at one's inner world with a broad vision, the perception of the external world is
bound to grow to the same measurements.

Because Psyche and Physics do not work independently.

And when one looks at one's inner world with a broad vision, the perception of the external world grows
to the same measurements.

Because Psyche and Physics do not work independently.

Whereas when the vision of the world is defined so much by countless socio-normative binoculars, our
perception of the width and form of the world is only as large as the binocular allows.

I believe that this takes away our right to freedom.

But what is freedom?

We might arrive at a fairly simple answer.

Freedom is the right to believe in the perspectives to perception of the world, to believe in objective
truth and recognize the world as it is for us.

To gain the right to take of the binocular that the society and countless institutions have inspired to put
on.

Freedom is a right to obtain intellect.

Abiding by social normative is like living in one man, single quadratic, thick glass cell that resists light and
sound and extends into endless fields of skyscraping glass tunnels. The cells are arranged tightly in this
space and each member inside is a captive man, incapable of neither sitting, nor laying or rest. The only
thing he can do is to stand and pitch his actions to the same tune as the blurry, adulterated image
behind this thick layer of glass; as his goal, as an individual, is to escape this prison.

Whereas every one of their extortions is a mirror of crooked actions, that create the endless chain of
social normativity.

Reality is that we never see the real picture behind this thick layer of glass. All we see, through this
dense layer, is an individual in the same environment, watching you as you are watching him; and this is
only the skeleton of him in your perception, no more than 30% of it. This, of course, is still perceiving
something, whereas its whole face, the clear one - we complete in our minds. Using just our
imagination. His true face, however, as all individuals have their genuine essence and a genuine red
bottle, in reality does not correspond to 70 %( the percentages to taste) of reality.

For a human to perceive another who is the same as him, as I am his replica too and both of our actions
are consequent of each other's, he needs to see the clear picture beyond the glass layer, not a blurry
one. In perceiving the distorted, blurry image one increases the role of one's imagination in picturing the
reality - this has not helped in escaping the prison. Here, looking beyond the glass is really looking inside
oneself, as, if we, in completing the barely perceived vision, magnify the role of our imagination, rather
than the image's real nature, we will not be able to comprehend the truth behind the image, that later
determine our actions. This mode of vision will only ever work as a broken telephone game.

Thus whenever we cannot break through the wall and can't get out for the tenth, hundredth or
fourteenth time disappointment, anger and aggression start to cultivate. We could have escaped for ten,
hundred or fourteen times but your actions weren't the same as I thought * they would be. This is only
because the image I have of you, at least 70% of it, is a result of my imagination and not reality.

Our disappointments that are accompanied by hurt and anger, hatred and dissonance with self and
others are merely results of our own expectations.

*A button for an imaginary eternal web of countless unconfirmed weaves from time past and time
future evoking endless reactions in our minds

What happens if we claim that what we see in the neighbouring cell is not a basis, that there exists no
outside basis apart from one's self and that the development of this basis is much dependent upon our
'cellmates' from all four sides.

What happens if we say that looking up, we will see an open space above us, a little far or so far that this
space looks like, but a needle of white light.

This is the escape.

And we know that this is the escape.

We as individuals already know that this is the escape. We have been standing on the threshold of this
door and know that what lays ahead is a complicated road to self-discovery and growth and that it has
no back track, thus making it impossible to return back.

Before we take a step forward the road seems tough. We might stall in places where we feel stuck and
give up, think that more is impossible. Even this will not bring you back entirely to the place where the
light seems like a dot of brightness. Prolonging this escape only nurtures our negative emotions more, as
an individual who resists a personal turning point remains to be a child, angry at life, for ever.

Let's say that if we take a step towards the exit, and climb this glass tunnel, we will see space entirely.

We will feel the wind touching our body,

we might get cold too,

but we will know that this cold is different from anything we have felt before.

we are breathing!..

We can now, and only now, extend a hand to someone else suffering down there. Our cellmates who we
have spent this eternity with, whom we have never seen or heard voice of. As we know him only in our
imagination and we don't know him at all.

This is what prison is!

This prison, we must leave alone.

These are our cells.

We are in this prison until we decide not to be. The tunnel is a secret and life endangering carousel. We
will hurt ourselves. Maybe even almost die and give up somewhere and get stuck to the point of our
escape. We might even fall back in, unconscious. Or maybe, we will spend the rest of our days being
underground in that cell, never knowing its depth and height, in our attempts to create endless replicas
of those around us and bestowing them on others around us.

Although none of this changes the fact that there is a clear sky above us.
Now, when we stand above and breathe, we can help. We can extend our hands, call out to others and
drag them out, these walls do not break.

That is the only way out.

To enter the light above.

The way out that we yearn for, throughout the entirety of our lives, in other things and other people. A
door of which we know of for a long time and want to forget.

Don't be disappointed if the one below won't take your hand.

Why?

Just remember how we used to sit down there, how big did the light above seem?

Size of a needle or even smaller.

It used to even disappear sometimes, although always returned.

Nobody knows how deep we are sitting, down there, how many hands and calls we refused or couldn't
hear.

Down there, you can't hear anything.

Down there, only your voice is audible.

Down there, there's only us.

And as we wait for help, the light above us shrinks and disappears for longer and longer.
Even though, I believe that as long as we are switched on, the escape is possible.

Nothing will change till we desire it.

There exists existence, in which our existence is an indispensable puzzle piece; Perhaps the very essence
of our existence in this, is the perpetuity of our existence.

Interpreting the essence of an event is a return to its initial state, when you perceive it from all the sides,
with eyes wide open, like a child.

When things lose meaning, everything starts to gain essence.

We are no longer children, upset and angry at life who constantly wait for a helping hand, like the
victims of life.

Now, we are grown persons, who grow constantly and reach, in themselves, for the child that eagerly
perceives the world as endless.

We reconcile with the world that was caged in the socio-normative binocular.

Our existence is eternal.

Just as the universe is.

It has never begun and will never end. Our physical existence is a single knot of causes and effects that
had been before we plugged into the dynamic perception of time. And before we plugged into time -
physically, our existence hanged in the metaphysically static time, which is still and will be forever.

Since plugging in and till plugging out.

What we achieve in existing physically is gaining dynamics, a physical representation of time. After we
plug out, we merely return to the statically endless time of eternal existence.

Thus we exist always.

Inasmuch as the genuinely objective universe that we perceive subjectively, which is the individual
perception of the provided universe, creates new cause-effective chain that determines the basis of an
individual's perception of the world and represents the basis of perception of other individuals,
continuing infinitely, just like the existence of all individuals whose existence determine our basis of
perception.
We humans, each and every one of us, are connected to each other. Let's imagine people we know and
then people they know and continue this chain further.

Infinite interrelations.

We are intertwined with even those, who have long returned from the dynamic, physical representation
of time into a static dimension and to those who have not yet shed the static state and switched on in
the physical dynamism.

If we can perceive the world, with binoculars or with eyes wide open that overlook the snowed spaces
of vastness, then we exist. And if we exist, thus we perieve the universe in personal manners, regardless
of its actual width.

Never to mind its real dimensions, we are each other's constituents. How deeply we perceive ourselves
is represented in how deeply we perceive the universe. Simply because we are that one man in the cubic
cell of glass, who, in this dynamic dimension of time, slowly loses the sight of the light above; the same
light that is an endless space in which we can soar if we only follow the needle sized white light above.

No one else is capable of taking those binoculars off from our eyes.

We must remove them ourselves.