> the more I pay attention to the world and my senses, the less magical it becomes I feel you because I was like that too, but at some point, my brain bit-flip

> the more I pay attention to the world and my senses, the less magical it becomes I feel you because I was like that too, but at some point, my brain bit-flipped to the other polarity. I wish you the same. The more I learn the more I feel awed and amazed. "Reality is surprisingly detailed". The surprises are never-ending. Finding abstract and concrete pattern-relationships between phenomena is an unending source of delight. The universe is fractal and deeply interconnected. Being able to see / feel / imagine even the smallest spec of that is the magic of our moment in eternity. Even my own personal struggles got re-framed as an exercise in observing what the hell is even going on between my ears. The otherwise-only-painful struggles have become equal parts horrible (lived experience in the moment) and fascinating (interpretation / hindsight / insight into one's mechanisms and traits). A person is a prisoner (of their conditioning) only to the extent that it ($Prison) binds them against their will. Consciously and deliberately attempting said bit-flip is a difficult road and never complete, but it can be a road to progressive self-liberation. Like many other personal phenomena / belief change, it doesn't happen for a long time, and then one day it does. (edit: add clarifying words)