Right, it’s not that the thing’s existence literally violates the laws of nature, but rather it’s that it’s incompatible with the model of reality that your mind has constructed. So the subjective feeling of it is the fabric of reality being torn apart. Though of course on an objective level, no such thing is happening.
An example that comes to mind would be if a young child was used to their mother always being safe and available, and then the mother died. Previously, “I can always be safe with my mother” was basically an axiomatic assumption for how they oriented towards the world, but then suddenly the person their mind had been treating as invincible and immortal and the cornerstone of safety was gone.
(I read somewhere a quote from someone whose parents had died at an early age, and who described the feeling as a literal one of reality being ripped apart and all of existence feeling wrong ever since. I didn’t save the quote and don’t remember the exact wording, though.)
Right, it’s not that the thing’s existence literally violates the laws of nature, but rather it’s that it’s incompatible with the model of reality that your mind has constructed. So the subjective feeling of it is the fabric of reality being torn apart. Though of course on an objective level, no such thing is happening.
An example that comes to mind would be if a young child was used to their mother always being safe and available, and then the mother died. Previously, “I can always be safe with my mother” was basically an axiomatic assumption for how they oriented towards the world, but then suddenly the person their mind had been treating as invincible and immortal and the cornerstone of safety was gone.
(I read somewhere a quote from someone whose parents had died at an early age, and who described the feeling as a literal one of reality being ripped apart and all of existence feeling wrong ever since. I didn’t save the quote and don’t remember the exact wording, though.)