Today, I took an IQ test in a British newspaper and discovered thatI am not as dumb as I thought. My brain still works. I am able to think logically to solve most problems. I did not achieve a perfect score, but I did well.
After this success, I watch a program on logic. I felt that I should be able to understand what they were talking about. I did...more or less. I try to be logical in all I do, even if I often fail. Human frailty.
The brain and a computer governed by logic. So, I--like all humans--am like a computer. Unfortunately, most humans do not think or act logically. Fortunately, a few intelligent humans give computers their logic. Computers are based upon logic, so humans might fear that computers will replace them. If not programmed by humans, computers don’t work. Or, they can pull the plug or switch off the power. That is a logical conclusion to a not-so logical fear. I think...
I read two articles, which covered the theme of human perception from different angles.
David Hume, in his brilliantly trenchant essay Of The Standard of Taste, who told us: “Beauty is no quality in things themselves: it exists merely in the mind which contemplates them; and each mind perceives a different beauty.” Hume wrote that in 1757.
He may have paraphrased John Locke, who claimed something similar in 1690, in An Essay Concerning Human Understanding, which is quoted in the following article( http://www.the-american-interest.com/article-bd.cfm?piece=1378)
"Sound is vibration, transmitted to our senses through the mechanism of the ear, and recognized as sound only at our nerve centers. The falling of the tree or any other disturbance will produce vibration of the air. If there be no ears to hear, there will be no sound."
Absent an observer, sound, per se, does not exist.
I alluded to this in my novel, Flying’s Easy, in which the main characters concluded that they could do whatever they wanted, as long as no one else knew. Morality, like sound, does not exist without an observer.
_ No one knows how the human mind works. I certainly do not and rarely give this any thought...which is an example of the working of the brain.
I am certain that I dream every night, but almost never recall in the morning what has murmured or raged in my mind. Occasionally, I remember bits or snatches. Whenever I do, I am surprised by the weird jumble of unrelated events, people, and memories melding into something totally unrecognizable.
Unexpectedly (see above), I awoke this morning and recalled part of a dream. I was in some hotel with my family. The location was unrecognizable, but we were having our usual discussion/disagreement about where to have dinner. There must have been a selection of restaurants/cuisines. At some point, we must have agreed, because I recall different people heading in different directions for stairs, elevator, and escalator (another family mannerism). When we came together again, one child was missing. While frantically searching, my foremost thought was that I had neglected to make any blog entries for several days. I had rarely missed a day of this valuable service to mankind.
Have you ever heard anything so dumb? Why would I dream about my dumb blog?
I tried to discover sources of such foolishness. We often travelled together for vacations and have stayed a many hotels around the world. We have been discussing where to have to have lunch this week to celebrate something. A recent Modern Family episode had a child being lost in a hotel elevator. But, missing a blog entry...
I realized that today is the one year anniversary of this Fool On The Hill seeing the sun going down and the world going ‘round and putting down in writing various opinions, observations, and thoughts for the world—if the world so chooses—to enjoy, hate, dispute, whatever. Memory of the birth must have compelled my brain to come up with such a ludicrous dream to provoke me to write. I wonder if that is a sign for me to cease.
So, there you have it. I figured out one working of my mind...perhaps...
Prior to writing novels, the author enjoyed a multifaceted career: from decorated combat aviator to advertising professional to global communications director of a major consumer brand. He has traveled the world and met sports, film and television stars, political leaders, and royalty. He graduated from Middlebury College, is married, lives in Germany, and has two grown children.