Human Spirit

Does having more than one junk draw make one a horder? In my opinion:I think the human spirit is a collection of our best attributes.The human spirit is that ever changing condition that strives to surpass ourselves both physically and mentally. To achieve greatness in the face of complete opposition. To harness the power of our will and mind in our enduring quest to understand our existance, our limitations and then go beyond them.

I believe it was Emerson that said, "To be great is to be misunderstood."I think you are on to something here. We stand on the shoulders of giants, sort of thing. Even when the sun goes nova and the Earth is no longer inhabited many believe the human spirit will endure. That humans will somehow manage to spread our culture beyond our planet. I like to think that is the case.Sort of a agnositc religious manifesto for the ages.

Hi Stile, nice post.I think it boils down to having a positive attitude in the face of defeat. Perhaps that too is part of our human spirit.We can not KNOW the final outcome of the game.
In fact Yogi said " it ain't over till it's over." the 9th inning could have a lead off triple with two walks to follow and a walk off grand slam!!!! .

Hi Stile,I am of the opinion that although in the apparent scheme of things what happens on a planet 3rd from our sun in such a vast universe does not matter.No more than perhaps a cocapod scampering around the glass of my marine fishtank does.Or the asexual reproduction of the yeast cells in my sourdough starter in a container in my fridge.But alas...............................these things tend to add up.There is a cumulative effect that does matter.(at least to me)Just think if that little quantum microtubal in your fathers sperm was not fluctutating at the right frequency you may not be here to ponder the matter of life not mattering . I suppose it is true we assign what we feel matters or not.
Again you hit on a significant part of our human spirit.

I was once in love with this wonderful woman. She was a beauty of Irish decent, blazing blue eyes and golden hair so thick and shiney.She had a very special presence about her. It's hard to put into words. We broke up, and about a month later at my place I found a shirt of hers. A white simple womans blouse button up front.I remember holding that little shirt up and marveling at how physically small it was. How someone with such a small frame had such a overwhelming presence. I almost could not imagine her as so small. Her silent shirt filled me with loss and I cried.We are so much more than the sum of our parts.

I suppose my point was that I was confronted with a physical representation of this person a small framed, unassuming delicate person.But she was not small, nor delicate; she would fill a room.This little shirt (a part of her) contrasted so explicitly her spirit or je ne sais quoi.
It was this blatant contrast that opened the flood gates of my emotions.We are so much more than the sum of our parts.
(I guess it is a :"ya had to be there" kind of moment.)

Hi Dogmafood, Maybe it's like this, a Italian violin made in Cremona is nothing but wood and a bit of metal.It sits there waiting for the right skill and talent to fufill it's purpose.It is more than the sum of its parts que no? But only to someone who can appreciate such things.Perhaps the cards you are dealt is a molecular crap shoot.Some Italian spruce ends up as kindling, and some become Stratovarius.

When you get right down to the nitty gritty, everything is a collection of fundalmental forces, subatomic particles and atoms that have the potential to combine into molecules and then protiens to form anything from a bactirum cell to the human mind.Maybe, it is our humanity that places the value hierarchy that exist between things. To recognize the difference between a sentient creature and a sponge, or a stratovarius and a scrap of spruce.Have you ever watched the show FRINGE? Towards the end of the series starting around middle of the milinenium humans existing in around 2036 go back in time to observe our own past.They are called observers. Long story short humans have evolved into these un feeling, completely logical beings practically incapable of emotions because they altered the portions of the brain that is responsible for such emotions in favor of more cognitive abililites.These future humans had the emotions of a reptile. They saw no importance between a rock and a human. They only saw things in terms of it's intrinsic value.These observers lost the thing that made us human. The thing that separates us from a turing machine/computer.
Our ability to "recognize the potential" in things and realize that we are more than the sum of our parts.