As The World Quakes

Have you ever wondered if other people are like you? If we see the same colour they do? If they taste food the same? If they're all in on one big secret about you? From Descartes 'cogito ergo sum' to 'The Truman Show' I was left with a sense of paranoia; am I really living the life I think I am? Not that I consider myself special in that sense, but there's a possibility it's true for all of us, although only I know it could be true for me, as you know it could be true for you. I'm fairly certain everyone's considered this to some extent.

But going to Japan has shown me how impossible this is; no-one could set up such a huge operation, especially considering the spontaneity of some of my trips and number of 'actors' they would have had to supply.

So I guess the answer is conclusively that none of us are being filmed a la Truman (unless, of course, I'm double-bluffing one of you out there; you know who you are, or do you?)

This has spiralled way off track and too far down into my psyche. The point was, events never stop happening all around the world, whether we're there or not. Or even if we find out about them (from this, yes, trees do make a sound). And the big earthquake today in Japan goes to show this. Just under a 7, I don't think there have been any casualties, but from this diagram, the reddish-orange is visually alarming: