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Adventures in Contentment
·
David Grayson
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How
few
of
us
really
use
our
senses!
I
mean
give
ourselves
fully
at
any
time
to
the
occupation
of
the
senses.
We
do
not
expect
to
understand
a
treatise
on
Economics
without
applying
our
minds
to
it,
nor
can
we
really
smell
or
hear
or
see
or
feel
without
every
faculty
alert.
Through
sheer
indolence
we
miss
half
the
joy
of
the
world!
Often
as
I
work
I
stop
to
see:
really
see:
see
everything,
or
to
listen,
and
it
is
the
wonder
of
wonders,
how
much
there
is
in
this
old
world
which
we
never
dreamed
of,
how
many
beautiful,
curious,
interesting
sights
and
sounds
there
are
which
ordinarily
make
no
impression
upon
our
clogged,
overfed
and
preoccupied
minds.
I
have
also
had
the
feeling--it
may
be
unscientific
but
it
is
comforting--that
any
man
might
see
like
an
Indian
or
smell
like
a
hound
if
he
gave
to
the
senses
the
brains
which
the
Indian
and
the
hound
apply
to
them.
And
I'm
pretty
sure
about
the
Indian!
It
is
marvellous
what
a
man
can
do
when
he
puts
his
entire
mind
upon
one
faculty
and
bears
down
hard.
So
I
walked
this
morning,
not
hearing
nor
seeing,
but
smelling.
Without
desiring
to
stir
up
strife
among
the
peaceful
senses,
there
is
this
further
marvel
of
the
sense
of
smell.
No
other
possesses
such
an
after-call.
Sight
preserves
pictures:
the
complete
view
of
the
aspect
of
objects,
but
it
is
photographic
and
external.
Hearing
deals
in
echoes,
but
the
sense
of
smell,
while
saving
no
vision
of
a
place
or
a
person,
will
re-create
in
a
way
almost
miraculous
the
inner
emotion
of
a
particular
time
or
place.
I
know
of
nothing
that
will
so
"create
an
appetite
under
the
ribs
of
death."
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