How we perceive any given circumstance depends on the colour of the filter through which we look. What do we expect to see? Looking through a microscope will reveal wonders never imagined of symmetry and order. A magnifying glass reveals intricate beauty in the lowly household moth.
The story goes that a group of blind men were led to an elephant and asked to describe it. They separately described it as like a pillar, like a rope, like a tree branch, like a wall or like a pipe. None of them had the whole answer. Each of them likened their subject to something they had already experienced. The story has it they got into a great fight because they all thought they were right - and the others were all wrong.
Is all truth subjective then? I don't think so, but very often though, I think we need to admit that there's even an elephant in the room...
