There’s a hopeless debility I have when coming
to perceiving the world around me. Everything that isn’t just in my immediate
surroundings seems to be in a frozen constancy, all the way until I get in
touch with it to learn of all the changes that happened while I was unaware of
it.
This idea comes from a game, Splinter Cell:
Conviction, which I never played. I have, though, watched the gameplay. And as
I could notice, when guards would spot you somewhere, suddenly a frame from
your position would appear in the place like a ghostly statue and if you would
go around the place, the guards would still act as if you were in that last
point they saw you. They could only mind that last frame they saw.
When I think about it, that’s pretty much how I
picture people. When I last see someone, I’d know it’s probably not right, but
unconsciously I think of their life as like that last condition I saw them in.
It’s in the next reencounter that I can perceive my mind has also kept them in
this frame until it could be updated to a new frozen frame.
