Living on this island in such an unusual setting has really changed my perception of space, time, and reality.
Something interesting about tours is hearing what everyone expected to see in the island compared to their direct experience with the island. A fascinating recurring difference is within the size of the structure itself. Because of the strange perspective due to the large open area of water against this somewhat ambiguous form (ambiguous because of the irregularity of the white dome space), some people see the island as really tiny and others think it looks fairly large. Upon rowing up to the structure, many say “wow! It is much larger than I expected!” or the complete opposite.
Relating to this, I have had a strange experience with time. Besides giving tours at a somewhat consistent schedule out of consideration for the public, I have been disregarding our conventional measures for time keeping. In a usual day off the island, I carry my cellphone and look at the time all day because I have so many things I must do. Now that I have very little sense of time and less solid plans, counting the hours has become less relevant. Depending on outside variables, time seems to speed by or slow down.
Oh, and reality! My, has my perception been changing! If the iPad was not about to die on me, I would probably rant on about this for another paragraph or two or three or….
Anyway, everything is relative in this infinite universe with infinite potential energy. Time, space, reality…all relative. I am just trying to figure out what my reality means in relation to everything around me. Solitude = self-assessment overload!