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After departing from the classroom, I began to try to make as many analogies as possible. During dinner, while working at the library, frantically doing homework as the rush of Hellweek set in- thinking of logic, reason and life. Dennet seemed so certain on his analogy of the 'un-logical' as a hook dangling from the insubstantial clouds while logic and reason were firmly grounded in physics and those good ol' laws we all abide by. The more I tries to create analogies that stated this likeness, the more I realized that they weren't really all that far apart. Almost anything can be proven if it is proven in the right way. This just depends on how philosophical you want to get and how many hours you have to while away to the World.

Despite having talked to death the idea of truth, I am still incredibly fuzzy on the entire issue. It's almost like the more I delve into the idea, the more I feel like I am balancing on a tipping rock on the top of a precipice. It's dangerous, frightening, and odd. I want to be able to point to something and know whether it is real or not, whether it is, in fact, the truth. Yet now I am just revolving now in a desperate circle to even find the right place to point. The more we question reality, the more questions are formed that simply can't be answered with a Universal answer.

That is unless we build a super-computer to actually figure out what the question was in the first place.

p.s. I am also exceptionally proud of my horrible drawing of a crane. :)