
One of my favorite sayings: “When a pickpocket sees the saint the only thing he notices are the pockets.”
It means, among things, that a person can only see the things that match their level of awareness. I often notice that with how some people react to my Facebook posts. What they choose to notice about me often says more about them than about me.
You wanna learn how to “read” people? Its really simple. Just pay attention to what they happen to notice. There’s an infinite spectrum of stuff happening at any given moment. We block out most of this stimuli. And just focus on the small band that we consider significant. And that reveals who we are.

The mind works like with Rorschach Ink Blots. The mind projects its own patterns onto the world.

Usually our minds — the “monkey mind” as its called in Hinduism — flits around haphazardly, usually being jerked around by our desires and our fears. One of the functions of yoga meditation is to train our minds to focus on the more exalted and sublime aspects of reality.
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Fuck. I didn’t know Hindus believed in the Devil. Needless to say “The map is not the terrain.” is a given. And imagination does create reality.