Last Friday night we had some friends and colleagues over for dinner, ages ranging from 20s to 50s.
The subject of internal monologues came up, after the recent spread of people acknowledging that they had no internal voice. I mention another colleague who had no internal voice at all, to the extent they had always thought the voice over narrative in movies for a character was a complete and utter fiction.
Everyone on Friday night declared that this was inconceivable. Just wow.
We were all quiet for a moment trying to imagine what that would be like.
The we moved onto how we visualised things in our heads. This varied a bit, from very specific images to someone who sounded like they had an internal blindsight version of one of my visual apparatuses. I have like some fractal 2.3 internal visualising ways. (And no I am not a superrecogniser)(But I do have an autopilot for landscapes & places). My other one being more like a wireframe in 3D modelling, and somehow I can occasionally mesh them together, but as my control over the non-wireframe is lacking, this rendering don’t always go where I might intend (this hybrid is the 0.3 one). In sculpture I work better carving (subtractive) then modelling (additive).
And then it got real interesting.
I asked so when you image something, say an apple, do you rotate the apple, or do you move around it, move around the apple, that is, to see the other side. I was expect everyone to say one of these. I assumed.
Fully have the room did one and the other half did the other.
Just wow.
Again.
People started texting friends to ask them. And so on.
As I find the idea of perspective and point-of-view as very important in my writing here, it all again makes me realise how much we assume when we try to explain ourselves, even when we are aware other do not see things as we do. What is obvious to us, is not to another, and they seem to living lives just fine.
I was one who spun the apple.