In this artificial environment, I struggle to recall reality.
If a fish lived in a little bowl for an extended amount of time, then was suddenly thrown into a river, he would be shocked. He would no longer remember the river he originally came from. The little bowl would have started to seem like the entire world, and the river would seem like a foreign place.
Yet the river is his true home, not the bowl. God created the river, while mankind created the bowl. Mankind's creation is always less than God's...less clean, less rugged, less beautiful.
The majority of people have lost touch with what's real; like goldfish in bowls meant to become majestic koi, we are stunted.