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A little prince, not quite like the others
  Hello, I am a little boy who only sees right with his heart...
Which doesn't make my parent's daily life any easier. So I'm blind and different (mentally speaking).




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This blog was born in french during autumn 2003 and is now progressively being translated in your language.

New articles will therefore appear on a regular basis.


... my apologies to the people who hadn't understood this yet, all articles on this website are created and written by myself (his dad).

Lou is currently unable to do it,, just like he is to this day unable to grasp the concept of a "computer", "internet", or to focus for a long period of time on a conversation. Only time will tell us if we manage to integrate him completely in the world in which he lives.

Therefore all stories, despite relating actual facts, are obviously biased by my interpretation of his behavior. But having known him for over five years, I don't think I'm getting it wrong.

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wednesday 12 october 2005

125. My perception 4 : What does being mean

percpetion (Mc Lean)(continued)

So you have to be patient with me, extremely patient : to explain, to explain, to explain.
Again and again.
By looking at the problem from any possible angle in order to find the right words, the words
I'll understand.

Daddy and mommy have quite a few brainteasers to try and explain to me !
For example : what does being blind mean ?
Easy you say ? Well explain it to me !
Is it "not seeing" ?
Yes, of course, but what's "seeing" ?
I know I have eyes, but I don't know how to use them.
I can tell daddy, mommy, and everybody else around me move with an insolent ease, they guess things, prevent them, and that's thanks to "sight" ... But you can tell me it's thanks to sight all you want, I'm still none the wiser, because what is "sight" anyway ?
One of the five "senses" ?
What's a "sense" ?

Ok, I get the first four (and even then I must still understand they are my tools of perception and they are called "senses")
But the fifth, the one I'm missing...
Is it seeing pictures ?
Sure again, but what are pictures to someone who's never see one ?
Besides, I also create "pictures" in my head, in my own way.
The picture of mommy, for example, is a stamp, an odor, a noise, the grain of the skin, spatial shape.
Go try and explain me sight !

Let's reverse the roles :

It's jusy as if I told you I'm an extra terrestrial and I have, for example, three "senses" (instead of five like you) : I have hearing and touch (so far, so good), and my third sense is "snurf" (I'm making the word up !)
What ? You don't know what "snurf" is ?
Come on, "snurf" allows you to "snurf" !
Don't you understand what "to snurf" means ?
Well then of course ...
Let's say it's like when you hear somebody coming closer, except with "snurf" you can :
-1 spatialize the person (but beware, it has nothing to do with sight)
-2 scan his/her matter, his/her volume, his/her composition (but without touching him/her)
That creates "snurfies", rather than pictures, in your brain.
You can't quite imagine it ?
Believe me, I understand.
How could someone who's never perceived "snurfies" in his brain understand the concept of "snurf" ?

All that to let you know daddy and mommy often tell me I'm blind and I can't see. But that doesn't help me.
I don't care about being blind.
What I want is to understand why life is so much easier for everybody else around me. I want the same things, even if I don't say it in so many words (I tend to use more words when I'm angry or frustrated when something weird happens that I wasn't expecting, like the corner of the table hitting ME !).

So the question remains : what's being blind and what's sight ?

© The painting illustrating this article, as well as the first painting on perception (but modified by my daddy - there wasn't any doctor) are the work of an american artist, Richard McLean , whom daddy discovered on the internet while searching for illustrations for these articles. He likes it !
By Luc Boland :: mercredi 12 octobre 2005 at 11:51 :: My own world :: #145 :: rss

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