When everyone is so unique as to aim to invent out of thin air their own sort of normal urelated to any constraining reality around, the world looks, at best, like this:
As soon as everyone stops being unique and tries for a change to be simply normal at their exact, reality-constrained place, whatever that might be, whether big or small, steep or flat, high or low, only normal in its most boring, right-angled and utterly perpendicular sense, the world suddenly lits up, full of depth, light and shadow:
Then again, this is nothing but computer graphics and as such entirely unrelated to anything of importance in any possible way, of course. Just coincidences - as it happens, perpendicular ones this time.
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