Ah how appreciable the moments of clarity are when glimpsing a new idea or perspective that can be gradually kneaded into automatic thought processes.
Though we know it not to be true, when looking at the stars we tend to see them as sitting on a single plane, as though they were all equidistant from us. Instead, try pretending the brighter stars are closer to you, and the dimmer ones are further away. When sufficient concentration is applied, the stars will all at once shift out of your imagined plane as some jump forwards and others rush back. When viewing the night sky this way, our cosmic situation becomes a bit more tangible.
A similar approach can be taken to get a sense of the moon’s spherical nature, as opposed to seeing it as a circle and only really knowing in theory it’s not the case. I find this most achievable when the moon’s near three quarters full.
“The limits of my language are the limits of my mind. All I know it what I have words for.” ~ Ludwig Wittgenstein
The boundary of language is the end of philosophy, and the beginning of reality.
Language, and even maths, are ultimately clumsy tools with which to model and convey our experiences. They illustrate patterns of reality with some accuracy, however when it comes to conceptualising the substance of these patterns, the thread with which they’re woven, the fundamental limitation of models surface.
Thought isn’t controlled, only witnessed. We perceive it through the sense which we identify most intimately with; the mind. In the same way that an eye perceives light, the mind perceives thoughts.