Odilia Carmen Chirica

If we take the meaning of "to see" as the creative act, not the receiving one—then we’re no longer talking about eyes as cameras. We're talking about eyes as projectors. Here is what that could mean on a few mind-bending levels: 1. The Quantum Lens (Physics meets metaphysics) In quantum mechanics, the observer effect suggests that the act of measurement collapses probability waves into particles. If "seeing" is actively collapsing possibilities into a single, solid reality, then you aren't just noticing what's already there—you are freezing potential into matter. Your gaze is the chisel that carves reality out of raw possibility. 2. The Self-Fulfilling Blueprint (Psychology) If you believe a future into existence first, your sight acts as a GPS. When you truly "see" yourself as successful, healthy, or loved, your subconscious mind disregards contradictory evidence and steers your actions toward that vision. It’s not magic—it’s neurological targ...

  " A philosopher, having made an appointment to dispute with Nasrudin, called and found him away from home. Infuriated, he picked up a piece of chalk and wrote ‘Stupid Oaf’ on Nasrudin’s gate. As soon as he got home and saw this, the Mulla rushed to the philosopher’s house. ‘I had forgotten’, he said, ‘that you were to call. And I apologise for not having been at home. Of course, I remembered the appointment as soon as I saw that you had left your name on my door.’ " from the book  "The Expliots of the Incomparable Mulla Nasrudin"  by  Idries Shah ...in truth,  OdiliaCarmen

Nasrudin heard that there was a banquet being held in the nearby town, and that everyone was invited. He made his way there as quickly as he could. When the Master of Ceremonies saw him in his ragged cloak, he seated him in the most inconspicuous place, far from the great table where the most important people were being waited on hand and foot. Nasrudin saw that it would be an hour at least before the waiters reached the place where he was sitting. So he got up and went home. He dressed himself in a magnificent sable cloak and turban and returned to the feast. As soon as the heralds of the Emir, his host, saw this splendid sight they started to beat the drum of welcome and sound the trumpets in a manner consonant with a visitor of high rank. The Chamberlain came out of the palace himself, and conducted the magnificent Nasrudin to a place almost next to the Emir. A dish of wonderful food was immediately placed before him. Without a pause, Nasrudin began to rub handfuls of ...