This one time, at Governor's School...
I'm totally resorting back to the beginning of senior year, and I'm going to be talking about governor's school. Suck it!
So...we had a fireside tonight which consisted to two professors (one of which being my human sexuality prof.) debating whether or not there is scientific proof of the soul. They were talking about all these complex theories and such, but it completely reminded me of the first day in Area II when we ranked what was most "real." I happened to put "the mind" which I still hold to be true, even after much debate. Anyhow, because Bailey (my prof, who was arguing that there is no soul) wasn't really making the best arguments, it allowed me to fully appreciate the discussions we had at AGS. The things we said as 17 year olds, though they may not have had the same references to studies, experiements, and theories, made so much sense to me and I was far more conflicted in determining the existence of god, the soul, time, and other matters with students. After walking out of that one class, I had learned to question everything and how to make a good debate.
In any case, I wasn't so impressed with Bailey's argument. I wish he had made me completely confused about the existence of the soul. I loved that feeling of confusion.
So...we had a fireside tonight which consisted to two professors (one of which being my human sexuality prof.) debating whether or not there is scientific proof of the soul. They were talking about all these complex theories and such, but it completely reminded me of the first day in Area II when we ranked what was most "real." I happened to put "the mind" which I still hold to be true, even after much debate. Anyhow, because Bailey (my prof, who was arguing that there is no soul) wasn't really making the best arguments, it allowed me to fully appreciate the discussions we had at AGS. The things we said as 17 year olds, though they may not have had the same references to studies, experiements, and theories, made so much sense to me and I was far more conflicted in determining the existence of god, the soul, time, and other matters with students. After walking out of that one class, I had learned to question everything and how to make a good debate.
In any case, I wasn't so impressed with Bailey's argument. I wish he had made me completely confused about the existence of the soul. I loved that feeling of confusion.