Yes I do find that most children are with the understanding that the majority of this world and its inhabitants are unseen and unknown.
As a child I thought the entire city extended only to the ends of my street. There is a saying, "Youth is wasted in the Young". But I think "Life is jaded by adulthood".
If a person has a hard time with that, it does kind of blind them from understanding.
We have come through the era of the Anne Frank Pathos. There is an Ocean of Humanity ---we are spectators watching the same silver screen, but different POVs.
A paradox or mystery came afterwards.
Then, no paradox,
Paradox: Scores of Central American Gang Members imprisoned in a central-american prison without the ability to escape a fire that erupted within the prison and so one third of the immates are incinerated by a raging fire. What was the mind set of the convicts when they knew they would not be saved? How humblely honest must have been their assessment of their predicament.
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WW2 Survival story of tow girls 12 & 15 year old adirft at sea when their evacuation ship which was taking British Children out of England to transport them to Canada for safety:
At 10.30pm on the night of September 17, in the swell 600 miles from Liverpool, the ship was rocked by a huge explosion. At 11,000 tonnes,
City of Benares was the largest vessel in a convoy of 19 heading for Nova Scotia and had been tracked and targeted by U-48, a German submarine, which launched a torpedo into the liner's hold.
Fifteen-year-old Bess Walder, as she then was, had been sound asleep in her top bunk. The jolt woke her instantly. "That's a torpedo," she remembered thinking.
A second explosion shook the floor, followed by the roar of breaking glass. Bess Walder scrambled down from her bunk and urged the girl slumbering in the lower berth to get out. With 14-year-old Beth Cummings, who had been in a neighbouring cabin, Bess Walder threaded her way down a crowded corridor.
City of Benares was already listing.
Lights flickered and dimmed, then went out. Freezing water cascaded into the stricken ship's interior, and bodies bobbed past.
Bess Walder and Beth Cummings managed to scramble on deck and into lifeboat No 5, which was lowered into the blackness of the ocean but took in water almost at once. It bucked wildly on the waves before upending, throwing both girls into the sea.
By the time they had swum and clawed their way back to the lifeboat, it was upside down. In the darkness and through the spray and rain – the liner had been attacked at the height of an Atlantic storm – Bess Walder could just make out Beth and, beyond her new friend, a line of wrists, fingers and whitened knuckles where at least a dozen people were clinging on the other side to the lifeboat's upturned keel.
As the pair held on and cried out that help would arrive, they realised that no one could hear them, and they struggled to keep their heads above water. In the distance flares shot skywards, before a beam from a nearby searchlight raked the scene – apparently from U-48, which was scuttling away to the east. In less than 30 minutes
City of Benares had slipped beneath the waves.
"Like many others, I watched her sink," Bess Walder remembered. "It was a shocking sight to see this lovely ship go down."
For nearly 20 hours during the night and day that followed, Bess Walder and Beth Cummings, with only their adrenalin to sustain them against cold and exhaustion, clung to their overturned lifeboat in the stormy seas; they were clad only in pyjamas and dressing gowns.
At first about 20 other passengers hung on, but one by one they let go and drifted away, eventually leaving only Bess Walder and her friend. "Our bodies were very badly bruised," Bess Walder later told
The Daily Telegraph. "Every time waves came we were lifted up and flung down again against the side of the lifeboat."
Exhausted but unafraid, the pair concentrated on staying alive by clinging to a rope wrapped around the keel. Afterwards they could not open their hands for two days.
Alerted by the Admiralty, the destroyer
Hurricane, on anti-submarine patrol 300 miles to the south-east, raced to the scene in a Force 8 gale, arriving in 14½ hours. But the rough seas meant that
Hurricane could not get close enough, and her commander ordered two small rescue craft – a whaler and a larger motorboat – to pick up the two girls, along with many of the 146 other survivors.
By then Bess Walder had lost consciousness, and came to only after being lifted aboard
Hurricane. Sailors revived her with soup, sugared water and rum.
Of the 90 children aboard, only 13 survived; in all 258 lives were lost. At the time the sinking of
City of Benares was the worst maritime disaster of the war.
http://www.ww2talk.com/forum/ww2-news-articles/28198-bess-cummings-rip.html
but from my perspective the majority of this world and its inhabitants are still unseen and unknown.
What? 15 minutes of Fame in a Who's Who that get discarded with the old newspapers? Unseen and unknown is actually the way things are.
Even the the Alaskan Mountain Ranges and tundras are only seen by bears and penguins. An ocean with plenty more fish in the top to the bottoms of the seven seas.
Things disappear by saturation just as things disappear into history. Where did they go... gone, right?
Krishna Said to Arjuna:
"Never was there a time when I did not exist, nor you, nor all these kings; nor in the future shall any of us cease to be."
