Do the blind dream? What are their dreams made of? Sounds and textures? Smells and dampness that weaves together into a landscape of the soul? Can they see colours and look into sunlight in their dreams? Or do they soar above the confinements of a visioned world in their dreams. And hear the voices of angels and feel the hand of God? Can they feel a smile, even when they cannot see one? What kind of self-identity do they have of themselves that is without the surface appearance most others identify themselves with. Is their lack of a vision a gift to a greater sight? When they fall in love, do they escape the tricks of the eyes.. Our attraction to beautiful things. Can they judge the value in things better than the rest? What is the world like without light, shadow, height and depth? Or do they have even more complex definition of space? Is space dependent on our ability to see or is the ability to move merely a sufficient criteria? For what does space mean to a man who cannot move even if he can see?
Do sounds become infinitely richer for the blind? Even the gentle rush of wind that blows through the leaves? What is the world that is full of sounds and textures like? Can they feel the irritation of an angry frown if someone glares in silence? Is it really like what everyone thinks? IS it a blackness or a darkness? Or do they even understand the concept of darkness? If they have never seen the light? Would they confuse silence with darkness? What does sadness mean to them if they can never seen tears? IS it a pain that wrenches the heart and a dampness on the face? Is it a better intuition and faith in the world than all other common folks? Does seeing more necessarily mean knowing more?
Our criterias for differentiating things depends so much on the sight , that we take for granted the red of a 10 dollar bill and the blue of a 50. But for the blind? Do they two bills feel different? Do they want what we want? Things we see on advertisements and think we need. Do they hear advertisements and think they want the description?
Do the blind dream?
Do sounds become infinitely richer for the blind? Even the gentle rush of wind that blows through the leaves? What is the world that is full of sounds and textures like? Can they feel the irritation of an angry frown if someone glares in silence? Is it really like what everyone thinks? IS it a blackness or a darkness? Or do they even understand the concept of darkness? If they have never seen the light? Would they confuse silence with darkness? What does sadness mean to them if they can never seen tears? IS it a pain that wrenches the heart and a dampness on the face? Is it a better intuition and faith in the world than all other common folks? Does seeing more necessarily mean knowing more?
Our criterias for differentiating things depends so much on the sight , that we take for granted the red of a 10 dollar bill and the blue of a 50. But for the blind? Do they two bills feel different? Do they want what we want? Things we see on advertisements and think we need. Do they hear advertisements and think they want the description?
Do the blind dream?
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