Lonely in the Midst of a Crowd

April 17th, 2020

Book idea: Lonely in the midst of a crowd.

Based on the idea of my several mind states and how everybody is in their own world, even when communicating with you. They communicate through an imperfect medium, whether it be body gestures, speech, script or signs. They are separated from you as if by a world.

Every body seems to be in their one little world.

So the idea is that everybody is in their own dimension. They cannot travel the dimension of anybody else.

Though all these dimensions are parallel and so close together, that we can perceive others as though they were in our own dimension.

All these dimensions are based on the true dimension, which is the world and can affect everyone.

How much someone can affect another dimension is limited. But they can affect the base dimension as if it were their own, because it is their own. Such changes show in all dimensions.

This is not a multiverse idea. This is how everyone is separated by a dimension, alternate reality, individual universe.

Literally, everybody is in their own universe, but they have limited ability to affect other universes.

This is further influenced by a blog post I once read when I was looking for something important to me. They determined that we don't "lose things" as we seem to think. But rather, we accidentally transfer ourself to an alternate universe the object was not placed where it was in the universe we came from.

So, to find the object, one must change their mind-state to return to the universe in which they set down the object.

That was nonsense.

I'm not sure how the book universe will work, but I got the basic premise that everyone is in their own universe as I perceive everyone in real life to be in their own mind.

While in seclusion from this quarantine. This realm seems infinite beyond potential because of our minds showing us worlds that exceed the limits of our house.

Then, my mind efficiency having changed after reading a particularly big-worded and boring part of Gulliver's Travels, I perceive the world in a different light.

I can literally stand and do nothing, and feel no boredom from it. As if I don't care for the passing of time.

I have passed from this feeling now.

But it was a mind of stupor. I couldn't think and had no desire for anything. Nor do I have any emotion. I thought I could do the dishes without any dislike or fulfillment.

But I also had no motivation to do so, so I made no effort.

I stood in the doorway, at a time I dropped my pencil. I waited a quarter of a minute before I worked up the mind to pick it up.

These different mind states seem to me like different dimensions.

As these dimensions are equivalent to mind states, a person in the book must be able to change between dimensions, but not with very much control or very much effect.

They can choose to draw near another person or away.

But they can never enter the same universe as another.