The Shattered View

.. As I was driving home tonite, I was in deep meditation. As my mind was focusing on the world outside, I realized that my perception of the world, on this perticular nite, was different then most nites. I began to wonder, what excatly it was that made this nite different than any other nite. There was the random need to rush to the ER tonite because of a certain issue, but that wasn't it. Was it the fact that I had contacted the wrong person and in that error, an oppertunity for that person to prove me wrong, and in the end there was no answer, a missed oppertunity on that persons part... So, what exactly was it that made the world appear so vivid, yet distorted in its view? I realized, that during this week, I had cracked my windshield, and it was cracked all over.. My view of the world, was from this confortable seat from within my car, which had a distorted, yet clear view of the world outside.. I had to question to myself, what I could learn from this observation? After much thinking, I realized how powerful this small observation I made could have on my life when compared with life. We are "souls", within a body, a car of some sort, in which we drive, live, play, die in this life. The understanding we have of this world is greatly influenced by the view of the world we have from inside our car, our body, of the outside, the world. If a persons mind is "cracked", for lack of a better way to say it, from something from the past, from some pain, from something scaring, from anything that pyschologically has changed you... Then could it be that your perception of the world is a shattered view of the real outside? But then, what if we were free'd from our bodies. Then would this perception be the same, uniform for all? Is a shattered view of the world the factor that makes us different? And if we all posses some form of a shattered view, what excatly is the clear view of the world? Should we fix our shattered view of the world, or is this something to value and embrace, like abstract art?