The Ambitious Drifter

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Losing Colours

If you were forced to give up one sense, but gain super-sensitivity in another, which senses would you choose?

Photographers, artists, poets: show us SENSITIVE.

Super sensitivity?  No thanks, too much trouble. We live in a noisy, flashy, smelly world already. Macro vision? Nope, things wont keep still.

Can we plea bargain here?  How about a reduction in some senses for an increase in others?  I did lose my sense of taste, it was weird but I’m very happy to have it back. My hearing and sight have dwindled a bit as I get older, does that count?   At least I trashed my hearing in a good cause, sacrificed to the electric guitar.  My sense of smell remained, even when I couldnt taste sugar or salt. I’d miss my favourite incense and the memories it evokes.  I couldnt live without touch, life is such a tactile business.

My other senses? I’m sure I’ve got more than five.  I’d happily lose that part of my sixth sense that tells me things are not going to go well. Maybe I could lose the bit that tells me when something brilliant is about to happen.  Then it would be a wonderful surprise.  Mind you, my life has been surprising, sixth sense or not. Common sense?  I’ve always been low on that.

A final offer, maybe I could live in a monochrome world, as long as I could dream in colour.

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Newtown, NSW, Australia.  Canon Ixus using colour pick setting.