Sight : Troubling Thoughts

I once read that what you see is what you perceive it to be.

This was later echoed by my Cognitive Psychology lecturer,

then Tutor for that same course the next day.

Is what we see truly there?

Am I truly watching these letters form before me as I gently tap away at this keyboard?

Are the letters truly black?

If black is the absence of light and subsequently colour, then what is white?

Does our mind choose what colours we perceive?

Do we truly see in colour?

Do monochromatic colourblind individuals truly see the world in black and white or shades of it?

Could you...

handle the world...

drained of all its colour?

Could you handle not seeing the world at all?

An abyss of darkness?

I don't think I could.

The fear that captures me at the mere thought alone runs shivers down my spine.

I know, I couldn't.

The feeling of uncertainty and fear that grips me each time I have to move around in a pitch-black room.....confirms it.

The sheer sadness I feel towards the visual impaired, even as a bespectacled person brings forth a wave of gratitude for my sight, however fuzzy it currently is.

But, if what we see is only a perception or interpretation, then is anything really there, especially when there is no touch...

Although even touch is a perception.

Are the blind really missing out on what we view as sight, if we are all just perceiving that something truly exist when it does not truly have to exist?

Is what I see, the same thing you see?

What is sight?

What are we seeing?

Should we trust our own eyes?