Colors were reflections of emotions and senses for him. His hands, mind, and eyes were not willing to deal with nature or what others saw clearly. For him, the world flowed in a different rhythm; they had different perspectives, different forms that they would shape on their own. Vincent Van Gogh's experience was something that is the world his eyes saw and his ears heard was constantly chaotic and disturbing. He felt that the world was just a reflection on his madness. He had synesthesia. It isn't disease, it is a neurological condition where communication between the senses is different from normal, and in this case, people see sounds taste or hear the contours. But today we know that synesthesia is a special kind of glasses that allows people to witness fantastic realities.💛
She was younger me in front of me. I laughed when I saw her. I told her vainly that I would not fight with her. When she attacked me, I was solely fending myself. She punched me over unless I wanted to hit her. I could not stand, I must teach her a painful lesson. I started hitting her, but she was sturdier. Her whole body was injured, and mine was worse. She knew my vulnerable point very well. She hit harder when I hit her. We both fell down exhaustion. I was in writhe, and we both started crying. However, the fight was not over. Those around us provoked the struggle. I turned my head and stared at my rival. Impossible!!! This was me… This was my childhood… I was utterly stricken. This fight was a turning point in my life. ...



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