Imagine if you saw yourself as you see your character in an RPG game.
There’s a reason why most games show characters from a 3rd person perspective – Call of Duty, Final Fantasy, Tekken… Even racing games!
I remember my Dad telling me it’s easier playing those racing games in a 3rd person view. He said you can see how the car reacts to everything so you know whether you’re too fast, braking too early or too late.
Same goes for characters in the other games I mentioned, even those I didn’t. You see how your character moves. You’ll catch the things you’re doing wrong; see things you’re doing right.
I’d imagine life would be easier if I could choose a 3rd person view.
Wallowing myself of the bitter past had me finding myself at the crossroads; filling my head with constant interrogation — where to? what now?
I’d probably realize more quickly when I’m saying something out of line or doing something stupid. I’d like to see my face, not JUST to make sure I look good (unless you’re around), but to make sure my facial expressions don’t reveal negative thoughts and emotions like anger, annoyance, distaste, or utter disgust, unless I want them out in the open.
Plus, it might make it easier for people to come to terms with how they look physically. Maybe you’ll be forced to accept how you look since you’re seeing yourself constantly…
Maybe it’ll be easier to accept yourself AND motivate yourself to be healthier.
There’ll be no need for mirrors to remind you to lose weight, brush your hair, or get more sleep.
And I think that it would help me prevent loads of foot-in-mouth and face-palm moments.
BUTTTTT…
I don’t really need that 3rd person view option.That may make it easier… But it isn’t the only way.
I can just work work work to take my self out of myself. Think think think that though I do have thoughts, those thoughts are plagued with my own perspective and are oh too subjective.
It’s a constant struggle to stay open to other people’s new discoveries and thoughts and opinions… But to be a good human being, I believe that’s a necessary struggle (insert middle finger here). And a blissful one – not the happy-laughy-type-of-joy but the deeper kind.
So many seem trapped in their own viewpoint forgetting that a mind has the ability to step out.
My ramblings.
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