Light Reading or Reflections on our Existence
On a clear day I look at the sky and say it’s blue. When you look at that same sky you will most likely agree. But how do I know that the color you call blue looks like what I call blue? Hold on. No need to go searching for your bag of weed ! Most of us have pondered this. And yes, I know this conversation is often THC induced. But potheads aren’t the only ones curious about perception. So don’t bogart this subject , my friend. You are going to have to share these pensive contemplations with scientists. One day my buddy and I were headed out to a show at a local club. I was driving. We were on one of the busiest multi-lane streets in the entire southeast. I was hyper-focused on the cars weaving in and out of lanes, the brake lights flashing, and the tractor-trailer that was one inch from my rear bumper! My friend was riding shotgun. Out of nowhere he shouts, “Good God!!!” I stomp on the brake,...
