Gérard de Lairesse‘s Allegory of the Five Senses
If you were forced to give up one sense, but gain super-sensitivity in another, which senses would you choose?
Nothing has given me greater pleasure than watching Star grow from a purple cone-headed newborn into the dashingly good-looking young man he is today and I also look forward to seeing my Angel blossom as young woman and into the glow of motherhood herself. These are sights I am not prepared to part with. Reading a book with the written word follows a close second with sunsets, sunrises, full-moons and shooting stars in third.
Whilst I could do without the incessant drone of our receptionists nagging, and Boss Lady making her unreasonable demands; not to mention the shrill of the telephone ringing with an irate and generally rude caller’s screaming rant to look forward to; I would never ever survive a day without the comforting sound of music. No melody’s to soothe me, no beat to cheer me up, no rhythm to get me moving – that isn’t a life.
The luxurious pleasure of hot water swirling around my body in a hot bubble bath; followed by the pampering of a just tumble-dried soft towel wrapped around my dripping wet body. I need it! With the hopes of goosebumps and tingling skin under a lovers tender touch; hands exploring my body with mouth gently kissing mine. I desire it! Nope, don’t take away my touch.
Here is where I get stuck between a rock and a hard place. It has always been my understanding that when you lose your sense of smell, taste follows suit. As a severe sinus sufferer I can vouch for this, as when I am congested I cannot taste much. However, for the sake of this prompt, I will assume that the two senses work independently and hence I can still have one without the other.
Now that I think about it, the fragrance of spring with the natural perfume of Jasmine in the air; Johnson & Johnson baby powder on a newborn; Dolce Gabbana The One on anyone; a spicy curry cooking on the stove; freshly brewed coffee; tropical smell of suntan lotion; there are definitely some aroma’s that I would miss. Those very aroma’s transport me to good memories,
I am not the biggest eater; between all my stomach ailments and my pickiness; there is very little that I can eat and to be honest; I haven’t missed out on the tastes of those foods eradicated from my diet. When I’m very desperate, a good whiff will hit the spot. For example, I haven’t eaten a steak in about 12 years, but when I have an absolutely craving, the smell of meat braaing over a fire will fill the gap. And since I managed to survive with very limited taste-buds as a smoker; I reckon I could live without my sense of taste.
And in exchange for giving up my sense of taste, I will give super powers to my intuition which seems to be in serious remission at the moment. I would not give up an opportunity to increase my powers of telepathy and clairvoyance; a chance for a closer connection to the Angels and other sentient beings to guide me. Truth be told I don’t have to give up any of my other senses; I only need not focus on them and guide myself into deep meditation to open my 3rd eye and thereby strengthen my sixth sense. So, what am I waiting for?
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