Holy Deoxyribonucleic Acid

This post probably does little more than prove how tired I am and how much chocolate I've eaten in the last 20 minutes, but -shrug-. Here is a little spill from the brain that is Aimee.

To understand my strange train of thought you probably have to believe or at least temporarily entertain the idea that Jesus was, not necessarily born of a virgin, but that Mary was impregnated by the holy spirit etc. somehow, however that works. I don't care how that works, not important in my train of thought.

Just realised the horrible ungrammatical sentence that makes up most of that paragraph. Ew.

Another idea to believe/entertain is that Jesus is gonna come back a la Revelations.

Essentially my train of thought was that when Jesus came back we would kidnap him (probably a little disrespectful...) and steal some cells from him, maybe some stem cells from his nose cartilage or something, and super-crazy-analyse the DNA in them.

We would need to somehow obtain Mary's DNA via some bones in the ground... (okay, I'll admit I didn't think this part through in the slightest, someone else's train of thought can figure this one out) then using all our super awesome genetic technology that we will have by the time he comes back (unless he comes back tomorrow, in which case my idea is pointless) we will figure out what genes were from Mary and which were from God or whatever. Then we will have 'God-genes' and I'm not sure what we would do with them, but assuming the Bible and Christianity got it all right, I'm pretty sure having 'God-genes' would be pretty freaking cool.

The end.

...I should probably go to bed now...

Dear Louise,

From reading your blog the other day I was similarly going to make a "arghhhh my church is doing my head in raaaaahhhhhrrr I must vent" post. Except a) I'm too lazy and b) I don't like to vent on blogs because then I feel guilty and make new 'happy blogs' until I have wasted about 74 different URLs.

Today on Reddit I came across some forum-type thing that I haven't finished looking at but it definitely has a lot of good points from Christians and non-Christians alike. It reminded me of your blog you wrote the other day and I recommend having a look, it's pretty good stuff :)

Also, I hope your exams are going / went well and we should catch up in the summer.

Love Aimee xx

http://www.reddit.com/r/IAmA/comments/e74wn/iama_fundamentalist_christian_ama/

Winner:

of everything in this house. Today, at least.

Mum: Clean your room up to where your guitar is, ok? -walks off-
Aimee: -moves guitar into doorway- -writes facebook status about it-

Later...

Mum: I saw your facebook status and I want you to know I actually meant your acoustic guitar
Aimee: -moves acoustic guitar into doorway- -stares at mum wondering when she will cave in so that I am winner-
Mum: Just move those dishes into the kitchen, ok?
Aimee: -is winner-

Later...

Stacey: -starts talking about Judy Foster-
Aimee: Do you mean Jodie Foster?
Stacey: Who the hell is that? I can't believe you don't know who Judy Foster is!
Dad: -walks in-
Stacey: -rants about how stupid Aimee is because she doesn't know who Judy Foster is-
Dad: Do you mean Jodie Foster?
Stacey: -blink-
Aimee: -is winner-

The Blog Bug.

I've caught it, and despite not having very many interesting things to say, here I am posting away.

I think I've caught something else too. Since yesterday morning, standing up makes me feel like I'm about to exhibit the contents of my stomach to the world. I slept 14 hours straight last night and I feel like there is not a not single Joule of energy in all of me.

I dragged myself all the way to uni today, just because I have practicals and dragging myself to the doctor's for a certificate that says 'unidentified illness' seems less appealling.

I've haven't done any work yet though. Just been sitting in the library playing Bejewlled Blitz and occasionally glancing over at my physics notes I was meaning to type up...

I probably wouldn't be so mad at my body for being sick if it wasn't MY BIRTHDAY TOMORROW!!!! Do you hear that body? Gosh, you piss me off sometimes.

-rant over because I need a nap before Human Biol. prac-

Preservation of the Human Race

Yesterday in a physics tutorial we were discussing the possibilities of life beyond just our planet. In other words 'Are there aliens out there?'.

The tutorial went off on a tangent at one point, discussing whether we, the itty bitty Earthlings, should be trying to find other hospitable planets to live on so we are not erased from the universe when the sun consumes us in billions of years time.

Some people had the opinion that it doesn't matter, because that is such a long time away, and we surely would have blown ourselves up in a great big nuclear war by then.

One guy had quite a clever plan. That we should focus on developing a computer into which we can program human conciousness. We should then send that out into space to a hospitable planet we find to live on, and then this robot/computer can build itself into a 'human' and re-create civilisation.

Another guy agreed, saying that our conciousness is the deepest part of being.

As deep and as creative as these two guys are, and as impressed with their thinking as I was, as I walked to the train station afterwards I disagreed.

Yes, our minds and all the mysterious things they do our complex and wonderful, but I think they are very interwined with our physical beings.

For one thing, I think the vulnerability of our physical selves plays an important part in our minds. I stand on the side of the road and wait for a gap in traffic because I acknowledge that my little human body is not going to win a fight with the 722 bus going at 80 kmph. And the thought of what would happen if I ran into the street without looking, just hoping cars would stop in time frightens me and keeps me on the side of the road. I think that being able to acknowledge our weakness and that fact that we, unlike robots, can become very irrepairable is an important part of our conciousness that would not exist without our physical human selves.

Another part of our mind that would be lost or at least very altered if we were robots programmed to think like humans, would be our appreciation for the natural world including ourselves. I think that no matter how you think our world came about, through many very fortunate accidents or intelligent design, there is no disagreement that the world we live in is both beautiful and marvellous. I think that if we recreated civilization as robots we probably would have little need for many parts of nature to sustain ourselves, and therefore we would lose appreciation for all that is natural and wonderful.

Feel free to comment and tell me why I'm wrong. Or you could agree with me and then I would feel smart :)

First post

Yet another new blog.
Yet another first post.
Yet another URL to poison with my bad days.
Yet another followers count to obsess over.
Yet another thing to forget about, feel guilty about, and then completely abandon.
Yet another reason to think 'No. Not this time. This is different.'

It's always going to be different this time.