Color

I've been thinking a lot lately about color

My first thought was about what color is. Color, as you will find if you talk to anyone of science, is a result of the reflection of the majority of frequencies in the light spectrum, (for example, the plant is not green, the plant is every color EXCEPT green, which it rejects and spits contemptuously back in your eye). The world around us is actually the opposite of the world we perceive.

My second thought was to consider the ramifications of this junior high, universally realized fact of reality. Our perception of any given object is in all actuality the one quality that it ISN'T. We see the world in terms of its absences, its lack. What a rude awakening! The world we see is the reverse of the world in reality. Everything is its antithesis. Maybe I'm waxing poetic, but I'm beginning to believe that the tragedy of genius so well documented, particularly as great minds age, in the form of madness is nothing more than a select few of us being able to see reality as it truly is.

My final thought was for the adaptability of humanity. Viewed from a spiritual perspective, this fundamental truth is a natural lie. Who knows! Maybe the original lie. Maybe this is the innate quality of the human condition that doomed, (or blessed?) us with deceit. Evil has often used color. Look at the great contemporary thinker Benton's depiction of the sea pirate's color scheme. Darker=lesser, providing the happy pillagers with all the justification they needed for world domination. A system resulting in the oppression of the ‘darker’ peoples, when in reality it was the lighter of skin who were simply rejecting more light, more of what was perceived as good, just and pure. Maybe it was jealousy that lead the shiny man to enslave his less ambitious fellows. An envy of their internalized light felt by they who pushed light out, and were left dark inside.