of course he knew of no other world and so took it all in his stride much as any other child does in the world they are presented with , his fulfilment wanted for nothing leaving his imagination free to conjure ideas and ideals , to see the world as a blank canvas which he hesitated to put any paint on , to hear the silence as a constant noise , a vibration which most are so unconcerned with or so familiar with that it is no longer felt or heard .