'well Blog, it seems i haven't been here for a while. i almost forgot what this place looks like. Its still the same though, blank and white. but we'll fix that, won't we. Oh i'll fix you good blog. Anyway, I have two topics to discuss. First and foremost being the war. now i'm not here to preach, i have my opinions about this thing, but bigger than that, i have family in this thing. One of whom happens to be my sisters fiance, aka my future brother in law, nice guy, happens to be in the navy. Now this doesn't put him in the most dangerous position in the gulf seeing as he is in the waters and therefore several hundred miles from baghdad, and hopefully out of range of the weapons i am certain saddam will use. The other family member i have is PFC Joe Ackler,aka my cousin Joey. He is a marine, reserve, but a marine nevertheless. And since he is a marine he is slowly nearing the outskirts of Baghdad, Iraq. Hmmm, needless to say i am worried about my cousin, i suppose i need to trust that the soldier next to him is as well trained as i hope my cousin is. And i need to trust in the equipment the U.S. marine corps has issued him. Anyway, blog, i would just like you to say a prayer for my cousin and brother in law, meditate for him, or do whatever the official faith of the blog asks of you. Keep PFC Joe Ackler and Ensign Joe Hooper in your thoughts.
Second, is a response to a recent post of one Mark S. Pierce. I have to attempt to ammend a portion of your musings. I must agree with whoever said that scent, and not love, is the sense most strongly linked to the human memory, and therefore in my opinion the most poweful sense. Tell me you have not been walking around the ol' neighborhood on a nice spring day and suddenly you catch a wiff of something familiar. Instantly, you are an eight year old child running through the hills of wolf trap (<--insert your local state park) on your favorite field trip, spying on the young lasses with your new, antique binoculars that your favorite teacher gave to you. Or when you smell that certain perfume and instantly you are holding that certain girl again and experiencing all that comes with it, the anger, the joy, the peace, the sickness, whatever it may be. Only scent can triggers these emotions. The smell of that hand cream can making you be at her house, not just think you are. The smell of that shampoo can put her in your arms for an instant, with your nose up too her hair even though she may be several hundred miles away. Scent and only scent can do that. Even seeing the things themselves won't always bring on the same intense emotions. Touching her may not always be as real as when your nose tells you you are. And back to your point, i would suggest that love is not even a sense, and i think most would agree. The human senses are a group of active processes by which we recieve and interpret information. I might qualify love as a response to a certain input, but i don't think that would quite nail "love" down, or most other human emotions. Something like human emotions can only be described as a synergy of responses to various inputs, where the end result is greater than the sum of the parts. That is the magic of the inner workings of the human mind, that is why we make no sense, why people are so unpredictable, or interesting people anyway. So in summation, mark is wrong (just kidding) and keep those i know as well as all the rest of the brave young people over seas in your thoughts. good night blog.
Pat
Second, is a response to a recent post of one Mark S. Pierce. I have to attempt to ammend a portion of your musings. I must agree with whoever said that scent, and not love, is the sense most strongly linked to the human memory, and therefore in my opinion the most poweful sense. Tell me you have not been walking around the ol' neighborhood on a nice spring day and suddenly you catch a wiff of something familiar. Instantly, you are an eight year old child running through the hills of wolf trap (<--insert your local state park) on your favorite field trip, spying on the young lasses with your new, antique binoculars that your favorite teacher gave to you. Or when you smell that certain perfume and instantly you are holding that certain girl again and experiencing all that comes with it, the anger, the joy, the peace, the sickness, whatever it may be. Only scent can triggers these emotions. The smell of that hand cream can making you be at her house, not just think you are. The smell of that shampoo can put her in your arms for an instant, with your nose up too her hair even though she may be several hundred miles away. Scent and only scent can do that. Even seeing the things themselves won't always bring on the same intense emotions. Touching her may not always be as real as when your nose tells you you are. And back to your point, i would suggest that love is not even a sense, and i think most would agree. The human senses are a group of active processes by which we recieve and interpret information. I might qualify love as a response to a certain input, but i don't think that would quite nail "love" down, or most other human emotions. Something like human emotions can only be described as a synergy of responses to various inputs, where the end result is greater than the sum of the parts. That is the magic of the inner workings of the human mind, that is why we make no sense, why people are so unpredictable, or interesting people anyway. So in summation, mark is wrong (just kidding) and keep those i know as well as all the rest of the brave young people over seas in your thoughts. good night blog.
Pat
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