Objects in space are not as close as they appear.

The one way I am willing to listen to One Direction. A lot. Don’t ask me why one of them rubs the piano.

Objects in space.

Whenever you watch a movie that has really cool fake laser weapons (such as the laser blazer), you get to see the oddest ways lasers can hit something. Generally, the laser hits an object and the object disappears (or shrinks or grows), but nothing around or behind it is affected. Even if the laser is a tiny one, the entire object is hit, instead of a small part of it that is actually being hit by the laser. It is a simple trick of movie magic, a trick that has caused few questions about its obvious fakery. Why is that, one may ask.

It is because the general way of thinking about space around us is object-based. We perceive panes of glass as whole objects, not as results of small grains of matter. The same goes for couches, bags, even trees. Even when we know the objects are multilayered, consist of many different substances, we still think of them as (relatively) large objects. A book is a book, not a collection of paper sheets, a tree is a tree, not a mess of bark and leaves

This is merely an example of how used our brains are to simplifying things, generalizing everything and ignoring unique traits. For us, people are very similar and, excluding different looks and sounds, practically indistinguishable. Sure, there are small nuances that trigger interest or disinterest that we manage to recall about people, but nothing really deep. Very rarely do some people come along who we learn to know closely, their ambitions, logic of thinking, oddities of their sense of humour, detailed mannerisms, their logic-to-emotion ratio, even their mental connections. These are the few people we think about as abstract beings, something more than general people. These are the people we grow to care about.