Tuesday the Terrible
Table of contents for 6/Writing
I actually have something to do today so there probably is not going to be much new material to digest here at DJ/NAFGAWGO. This might be a good time to go back and look at some things you might have missed. Blogs are written backwards for some strange reason so there is much to be learned from going to the back and proceeding from there.
Please don’t think I am complaining about the way blogs are constructed. There is more than one book I have read backwards starting with the last chapter and moving forwards. Maybe you have done this too. I was pretty tired of Harry Potter by the time volume four or five came out so I read him this way. Don’t ask me what happened because I skipped a lot of the material as well. None of this would have happened if I hadn’t seen the movies. I used to enjoy reading a lot but now it puts me to sleep for some reason. I can read four or five pages and then it is as if someone turned off a switch and it’s lights out. Probably it is the Requip I take for RLS. They have all these medications now that go right to the brain and start messing with the neurotransmitters. There are medications in fact that will mess with just about every part of us down to the smallest and least active part. I am particularly reminded of the advertisements we can count on when we are having dinner in the den while watching television. Like clockwork I am reminded that there is a pill out there that will make me feel like its 1969 again. I can run around for 36 hours knowing that should the time be right I will be ready. Or perhaps too ready because this medication can lead to a guy needing medical attention. I wonder if they have an antidote stashed on the ER shelf next to the snakebite anti -venom for those poor souls who find themselves needing treatment or a new wardrobe. This is big business and the drug companies must be loving it. There are probably more of these pills out there than there are corn flakes in all the world.
But my medication is for the brain that lives between my ears. And I can’t complain too much because it does a good job keeping my legs from feeling like an ant colony has taken up residence. There are other medications that do a good job of eliminating depression. And there are prescriptions that will keep you working and loving it for eighteen hours a day. The brain is no longer any more complicated than your heart or perhaps even your foot. Someday no doubt they will figure out a way to increase intelligence or curb violent tendencies. Who knows where it will end?
Maybe later in the day I will post some things. I hate meetings so it may be necessary to go into full relax mode this evening. Margaritas, anyone? My poor brain never knows what is going to happen to it.
I can post one or two pictures before the sun comes up and the day starts to go down hill. The summer is flying by and soon it will be time for pictures of fall foliage. But for now we still have otters playing and wonderful water related activities.
Update: After rereading this post I would like to add that my feelings about the human brain are not the same as some who feel we are basically a product of it. If my identity depends on this gray matter then I cease to exist once it stops working. And no way do I think that is going to happen. The soul may use the body and mind but it’s not dependent on either. I told you a long time ago I was an optimist. And most of that optimism is based on the assumption of the existence of a soul in you and me and all of us. I can’t prove it but it can’t be disproved either. And there are so many accounts of near death experiences that are simpy fascinating. Besides, anybody who has spent even a modest amount of time meditating can attest to the notion that we are not our bodies or our minds.
How did I get off on this? Time to go find some fun. The visitors to this blog today have been pitifully few. But in my estimation they are the best readers a blogger can have in quality if not quantity. And you are all starting to comment too! I am happy. Thank you. I don’t care about having a gazillion readers. Because things become impersonal at a certain level. I have noticed that the really big bloggers don’t always respond and no relationship is actually built. Some do. But it must take up so much time to do that!
Have a great evening.
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