I've never blogged this far away from home before. Pubs bore me dreadfully. I knew I was bored when I found a speck in the paint on the wall. I looked up at it and thought, "This is the most remarkable wall speck I've ever seen." True enough, it did resemble a halbadier, but at that very moment, I realised how wretchedly bored I was. Pubs are not for me. I'm beginning to think Cons (as in conventions) aren't for me either. 200 miles and 4 hours on a bus for this? Deary me. Dreary me too far that matter.
Pascals chart needs updating if Aubrey de Grey gets it right. Adding 2 more variables will make things a lot more complicated. I'm still ending up with permutations of the old question set, but I had hoped for a few answers. Wishful thinking.
Stains wash, wounds heal, memories fade, eventually. What power we would have if we could forget!
Are we free? Or are we shackled to our ties that bind? Family, friends, work... It all adds up to a life where we make a lot of decisions. These decisions can seem insignificant when made, but they often turn out to influence more than we initially realise. Our Free Will allows us to make these decisions. But what if we didn't have Our Free Will? Someone else would have to decide... Could you?
