bubble of certainty

perhaps this is more a follow up post than anything. and it will likely mark the end of this short spurt of writing.

I mentioned once before my perception of this world changed drastically when i started working. it is hardly the first time that this has happened. it was the same when i started university. when i first started to perceive thing very differently. The irony is that this only started happening when i started being sure of myself. I thought I had figured out life and flat-line rejected everything else others suggested, dismissing them as fools. And then shit hit me and I woke up to find ill-defined lines in life that I thought held firm. my bubble of certainty burst, to very interesting effects. In the US, the appropriate expression would be when shit hits the fan.

living in a bubble of certainty is a pricey delusion. I stole the line from an article I read recently by Scott H Young. It is well and fine that I finally understand that. It can be disturbing however to look around you and see the many that have their own bubbles. People love certainty cos it is associated with safety, and our brains are programmed to look for signs affirm this certainty. But it can be dangerous, as much as living within the proverbial well as a frog.

It is difficult to convince people living in bubbles of alternatives. Now I am not saying the way they think is wrong(for no one can define wrong), but they fail to see that there are more than one way to the same destination. There are possibilities in life that they have failed to make space for. They are indoctrinated and are strongly opposed to what they choose not to consider. It is really difficult to hold a conversation with such people. They antagonize, they overgeneralize and they irritate. but such is life. I would like to say that they are fools, but this would lead me into my own bubble wouldn't it?