13. 6 September 2019
An electrician is working to open a buried switch on your bedroom wall. The switch is to work the back outside light and motion detector which has never worked. Carol is having brunch with Kim at Scrambler's next to Kroger's Marketplace on US 23. -- He has completed the job and is cleaning up. -- Carol is home, brought you half a pancake and some bacon. She is watering the trees. - Amorella
1152 hours. It is another beautiful early Fall day in Summer. A fun thing we do take the car over to one of the parks and sit in the shade. Carol then reads or walks and I write. Very relaxing and the most it costs is time, a little fuel and each a McD's dollar drink and cookie.
Readers know that, old man. Where is your mind? - mh
1200 hours. I wasn't thinking about readers, that was just my thought at the moment. Who would want to read an old man's ramblings anyway? Who would have the time, let alone take it? I have doing this so long that it is just natural to be thinking through my fingertips. Not doing much good but it certainly isn't doing anyone any harm. Keeps me occupied.
Mid-afternoon. Late lunch at Potbelly's and now you are waiting for Carol in the south Macy's lot of Polaris Fashion Center. Cloudy and warm afternoon, more Summer than Fall. Walking out of Potbelly's you had a rather sharp couple of pains in your left hip like you had pulled a muscle. - Amorella
1510 hours. That's probably it, pulled muscle.
You have nothing much on your mind, old man, just as earlier. - mh
1513 hours. I do have a question. Is consciousness the ingredient in all living things, that is, living by human definition?
Look up, ingredient. - mh
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ingredient - noun - a component part or element of something: the affair contains all the ingredients of an insoluble mystery.
ORIGIN late Middle English: from Latin ingredient- ‘entering’, from the verb ingredi, from in- ‘into’ + gradi ‘walk’.
Selected and edited from the - Oxford/American software
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1520 hours. This definition fits better than I thought it would.
Consciousness used in this setting and circumstance has other components; for instance, consciousness is akin to a distant allegorical cousin, like for instance, -- centrifugal spiritual gravity. - Amorella
1527 hours. Carroll's Alice Through the Looking Glass comes to mind, and this quotation: "I can't go back to yesterday - because I was a different person then." [Goodreads Quotes]
For you, that quotation works well for any person in your time and place. - mh
1555 hours. I'm sure it does, Ms Havisham. Though on second thought, centrifugal spiritual gravity reminds me of a famous work by William Blake, the English Pre-romantic.
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"Ancient of Days" WB
(Image from Online)
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How so, old man? - mh
1607 hours. Rather than the figure representing G-D or an Angel of G-D, the man is a personification of Gravity with the apple red circular centrifugal spiritual fire within to without. The compass represents the unmeasurable amount of the spiritual fire-an-force from the centrifuge as well as the metaphysical spin from the Spiritual World breaking into the moment the physical universe begins with a spiritual human-like heartanmind consciousness at the pre-Big Bang. The two-pointed needle that bursts the small 'bubble' so to speak and eventually evolution-like human and human-like creatures develop a hint or echo of spiritual consciousness where such a physical setting and circumstance is plausible. (1616+)
So, with a bit of help from William Blake and some tweaking you have a spiritual creation story. - Amorella
1745 hours. And with gracious help from you, Amorella, and with Ms Havisham.
Your imagination also. - mh
Human imagination. - Amorella
1747 hours. I cannot argue; human imagination via previous study.
Title, 'human imagination'. Post. - Amorella
Post. - Amorella
1917 hours. I feel excited and embarrassed -- a spiritual creation story. Mostly, I feel quite awkward and embarrassed inwardly. I helped after the initial words by Amorella and comforting comment by Ms Havisham. (1934)
Now you have your reaction words down, old man. No more words on this. - mh
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