Oh you don't want to know exactly how many pubes your grandmother shed in her lifetime? You don't care to know what the sewage of tasted like in London on Sunday, the 16th of July 1882? You don't burn with desire to learn what it feels like to get your viscera torn out by a hungry lion?

Weak!

[–] PopMyCop@iusearchlinux.fyi 8 points 11 months ago (1 children)

A few million. Nasty, with hints of corn and bean. Painful and, oddly, quite exhilarating. Knowing doesn't equate to experiencing.

[–] dojan@lemmy.world 5 points 11 months ago (2 children)

I dunno. You’d know exactly what it looks and smells like too, and what it’d feel like on your tongue. Depends on how vivid your imagination is.

I can’t visualise things, but when people ask me to “visualise an apple” I can feel the waxy exterior, the crispness (or gumminess of an old apple), the slightly floral scent before you bite into it, what it sounds like, etc.

Can’t fucking visualise it to save my life though.

[–] PopMyCop@iusearchlinux.fyi 3 points 11 months ago (1 children)

I can imagine sensation if I want, but as a 'for instance,' I know I don't like some foods because of certain sensations, but don't have to perceive them when I remember why. I can't imagine that most people aren't the same, or we'd have a lot more people gagging randomly as they walk around. Sure, some people will be slightly perturbed if you mention certain things, like fecal matter, horrible farts, the feeling of biting down on aluminum.... but those perturbations pass in moments.

[–] dojan@lemmy.world 1 points 11 months ago

Interesting! There’s a particular type of fabric I cannot stand, and every time I think of it I get the sensation of touching it. Doing my best to not fling my phone away.

[–] ForceLightning@lemmy.world 2 points 11 months ago (1 children)

aphantasia?

[–] dojan@lemmy.world 1 points 11 months ago

Possibly.

[–] the_post_of_tom_joad@sh.itjust.works 3 points 11 months ago

Man i could just browse weird facts in my brain all day. Hurry Satan my soul is waiting!