Sitting here. Writing my PhD thesis. Getting dragged deeper into, what is the nature of reality. It depends on our goals, right? Okay, let’s resume, rewind and start from the beginning. What’s easy for academia is hard for normal people. I get that.

I think the most basic understanding of what really is, is that we see stuff, and that’s real. That’s the reality. But it gets complicated, when we discover that the things we perceive are not always the same as what others will tell. Is this a green dress, or is it blue? Is this guy unhappy, or does he just not want to look like an idiot?

The things we perceive are shaped by what we make of reality. This is the opposing view of our contemporary understanding, we construct our reality. We are actively shaping what’s real. This understanding of what is, is very useful to deconstruct dangerous ideas. The idea that a government has power over us is not natural. We construct governments in our minds. They are not objects that just are, they are created by us, a useful illusion. But does it stop with such things? How about the natural world? The sky, a desert. When we look at it more closely we see that even that is constructed, the sky is actually light reflected because of atmospheric conditions. The desert is for us humans a specific landscape, but what if we would adopt the perspective of a mouse, snake? Does this change reality?

An issue at the heart of the debate of transgender is exactly complicated by this issue. Gender is constructed, it's a concept we human invented, for some random reason. Now if we tell, no but gender is objectively real, because of the x/y chromosome, the real gist of it is, that’s also just a concept that you connected. You say, this and that chromosome looks in some persons like this, and in other persons like that, and under such and such constellations this means women, or men. But this is a construct itself.

Now we argued all the way to that everything is constructed from our mind. We cannot be sure of anything. If we would be plugged from our birth into a machine, if we would wear VR glasses all the time, we could be tricked? But still we are not talking about what can we know, we’re talking about, what is there? And even if everything there is, is just a constructed reality, there has to be something to begin with? Because how do we think exactly? We can identify two worlds, the world of things we imagine. Some would say subjective reality. And the world that provides the platform and the input for our perceptions.

But the crucial point here is the connection between both. The world of objects and the world of the mind. This question, and how they meet, kiss each other, is a problem that touches all of us deeply. It is the question of, do we have a soul? Maybe in our modern, materialistic world we would state right away, no such thing exists, there are just our bodies, nothing eternal here. But then, how can I be so sure at the moment that I do exist, that I feel, I perceive. Even if I now get overwhelmed by feelings, and I accept that there is an eternal soul, how can I reconcile with a materialistic world view. Is there a place where the soul sits? We can’t explain the soul, the subjective position, and still we have to make the soul touch our bodies, because why am I me? How does the world influence me, shape my thoughts, if my soul is only in the subjective space? The soul has to be real, but reality has to somehow contain my soul.

The world of our soul is a structure like a language, the world of objects is structured like a language. When we say that, we mean a special property of language, that it is an emerging system. The soul somehow emerges from our bodies. But it is a total system. There is no way we can describe the subjective system without talking with this language, the subjective world view. In the same way the world of objects is a language of its own. In the language of physics, objects, we can only talk about physical things, and this is unsolvable, that’s why we have to assume the existence of both, without ever explaining the link between both.

A kiss, that we know the existence of, but can never comprehend.