Logic v Emotion

A battle rages between Logic and Emotion. Which one is more powerful? Which one is more potent? The words powerful and potent might seem to be interchangeable but they are not, and thus I have asked two questions, not the same question twice.

Logic by its very nature negates emotion. Emotion by its very nature obliterates logic. The latter statement would indicate that Emotion is both more powerful and more potent, but I disagree. I say that Logic is more powerful and Emotion is more potent. The concept of Logic being more powerful might be difficult to grasp because by the very essence of human nature, logic is lost within the feeling of any given emotion. However, Logic has supreme power because it retains in its strength, the ability to control Emotion. Emotion on the other hand I consider to be more potent because it is a primal part of human nature that can be summoned from skin level to the depths of the human soul. It can play like the delicate strings of an instrument or can crush one against a cold hard wall. Its potency lies in its ability to push and pull at human will. Logic’s power lies in its ability to bring balance.

I may delve into this with more thought at a later date.....

One sees great things from the valley, only small things from the peak.

G.K. Chesterton

My Blue Heaven

Note: I would say that looking at clouds is like Nature's ink blot test. When I took the middle photo I was thinking.... angel wings and a long dress... I didn't even notice that the bottom picture was an extension and enlargement of the middle photo.

If you can't sleep.....

might as well get up early.

I saw, I aimed, I clicked.... I couldn't see in the screen what I was taking, but this IS what I wanted to capture.

I've got those Monday blues.....

Straight through Sunday blues

So our heatwave lasted but less than a week, and we have now experienced a drastic change back to almost winterlike conditions, with rain and heavy winds, making for a beautiful blustery Monday. In the span of six days, the temperature has ranged from 35c (95F) to 12c (54F) today. Crazy.

Peace Bud Peace

So we lament about summer taking too long to arrive, and it does with such awesome force that I wasn't even aware that the Peace rose had bloomed in the backyard. The temperature went from 14 c (57F) one day to 34 c (93F) in the matter of two days. The differential is crazy, giving no time for anything to acclimate.

I was never fond of yellow flowers, but this rose has always held a special place in the garden for its hardy nature, fullness, soft tone and pale pink blush around the edges.

'tis the Sun

What bliss, what bliss.

Nomad

I started reading the book “Nomad” by Ayaan Hirsi Ali a few weeks ago, and although I found the writing style easy to read, for some reason I had difficulty with the flow, and had to keep putting it down. I had gone into the book with the clear understanding that this was an amazing woman with an equally amazing story to tell, and she is and it was. A lot of people may not be aware of some of the rather brutal, almost primitive ways of her native Somalia, and of the Islamic faith, so be forewarned as this is told in first person, up close and personal. She chronicles her life, her family, the hardships and struggles faced in the male-dominated Islamic society in Somalia, as well as the other countries in which she lived, and her escape from that existence and ultimately the religion which would have shackled her to a non-life. She is honest about her childlike entrance into Western culture, as well as her views on Islam, the Muslim world and religion in general. She still seems to have a rather idealistic view of America, which is refreshing, if not naive.

Yes, the book is decidedly anti-Islam, but she goes into enough detail by way of her first-hand experience for one to understand why. I recommend this book for the strength of this woman’s intelligent voice and if you desire a personal view of women’s struggles within the stranglehold of the ever-growing Islamic faith.

Vintage car show

Today I had my Canadian flag tattoos on each shoulder, but I couldn't show them off as mother nature wouldn't let me go outside without a jacket, being that it was unseasonably cold for the first day of July. So instead of posting photos of the tattoos, here are a some pictures I took at a small Vintage Car show. It being Canada Day, I'm just posting a few of the red ones.

We Stand on Guard for Thee

Oh Canada
Our home and native land
True patriot love, in all thy sons' command
With glowing hearts we see thee rise
The true North strong and free
From far and wide oh Canada
We stand on guard for thee
God keep our land, glorious and free
Oh Canada we stand on guard for thee
Oh Canada we stand on guard for thee

This Canada Day, as we celebrate the creation of our nation and its beauty and freedoms, I would like everyone to remember those men and women in the military from Canada, the U.S., U.K., and other nations of the world, serving in foreign countries, and in particular Afghanistan, where so many have lost their lives, or been wounded physically and/or mentally, standing up and fighting for the rights and freedoms of a people who do not share the same culture, religion or beliefs. That is what makes us who we are. Your efforts do not go unnoticed, your efforts are not unappreciated.