Humans Sensing, Digesting Experiences

I had the thought a few days ago and I’d like to hold onto it for a little longer. I guess this is a good way to do that. What if humans are just digesting experiences?

We consume with our eyes, our ears, our mouths, our noses, our touch. We observe, and then we translate all that we consume, but what happens then? Like bacteria taking yeast and turning it to sugar and alcohol, what do we do? We tell stories, or create art. We talk, and convene, and commune over what has occurred. We try to make sense. We try to MAKE.

Life comes at us, a stream ripe with flavors, scents, sensations, sights, and other stimuli. It creates in us thoughts and feelings and sometimes we can even examine those thoughts and feelings to move from a state of reaction to life, to a state of cooperation.

It is in this state of cooperation that we begin to really live, and perhaps really understand what life is. Perhaps. I don’t actually know, and neither does anyone else and that’s why I must ask, what if humans are just digesting experiences?

If you consider this for any length of time, I’d ask you to consider it alongside the content of the day that we are served to enjoy. It is all “meta” as they say. It is content about content. The fourth wall is broken to life, and no one wants to built it back up, to create romance, magic, fantasy, faith, belief. Instead, we take the low hanging fruit and, with cleverness, simply recount what it is we see.

I don’t know what it all means, or if it is a failing, or a success, or something that can’t be so easily categorized, but I do know that it feels like our very existence is the act of digesting experiences.