The Tint of Our Lenses

It seems to me a universal truth that every individual has their own lens through which they see the world. The color, the tint of that lens is influenced by upbringing, education, day to day life, health concerns, and so much more.

A teacher might see the world in part from the influence this has on their students, and in part from how their profession morphs every year as outside influences wish to effect the future of children. An artist likely sees the world quite differently from how a police officer sees the world, or a fast food worker sees the world. A typical human being likely has a different tint to their lens from that of someone neurodivergent.

That lens changes. That lens changes when we uproot our lives to move to another place. It can change when we lose someone close to us, or when someone new arrives in our lives. I am sure at least some of you reading this recognize that lens changing. Maybe some even see intricately how that lens has changed.

Over time, I believe the lens I see through has changed, and I think it changes constantly for everyone. My lens is tinted now by the realities of autism and my recent diagnosis. It is tinted by a growing certainty that the world I live in is going to go through upheaval, driven by outside factors like a national leader bent on destroying the government, and the society around him cheering him on, and committing acts in support of his descent into fascist dictatorship.

What I hope to start conveying is how my world exists through this newfound tint, and what I think about what is now happening to my country and this world.

I don’t know if I will succeed, but I hope this reaches at least someone who can grow from it. Maybe I can change the tint that others see through, enough to possibly help the world become a better place, or at least a more informed place.

Stay tuned.