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How do we know that when we see orange, that it's the same color for everyone else? My orange might be your blue. We would never know the difference; the sky would still be blue, even if my blue was your purple. You would never know the difference. So theoretically, I could really be hating blue, but seeing pink, and I would never know. Pink could really be my favorite color. I could despise black. The sky could be orange, and the grass red. This is somewhat extreme I know, but it could be that we just see different shades of color. All our eyes could be working in a different manner from each other. Hey, it's just a thought. Incidentally, Steff had her own color theory, so I'm not that far fetched here. I'm not the only one. Yay! |
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