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Originally Posted by Michael Noonan
I go by my real name on most forums although I have used Sentient Marine as a reference to the intelligence of whales and a range of other aquatic life. On the catholic forum I_like_Mike because I figured someone should like me even if it is only me in case it was bad news but not as a forum name. Although among the list of things I have been called I would be fairly sure that "Donut" is on that list and at least is not the worst I've been called.
The good news about sink holes is that there are quite a few of them indicating a natural phenomena in which ever capacity they occur.
The notable thing is the depth and the not too many of them aspect which is good. The fact that this is the second in a year, the last being in Guatemala in 2007 although a broken sewerage line was attributed as the cause. It is the last on the page.
As a point of interest not all are natural, people have made some amazing excavations and my favorite is the blue hole called The Great Blue Hole, Belize. It has been there a very long time and is a popular dive site.
If anything finding these has been the best piece of news I have found in well over a year. Because it is in the US it will be studied in great detail and maybe a lot of useful info will come from it.
Right now I have something or nothing and I haven't a clue which but it must be good either way so I am off out to treat myself to something whether I deserve it or not, cheers 
Michael. |
OK, enjoy.
And this thought from Emerson's "Self-Reliance" applies I think: I read the other day some verses written by an eminent painter which were original and not conventional. The soul always hears an admonition in such lines, let the subject be what it may. The sentiment they instil is of more value than any thought they may contain. To believe your own thought, to believe that what is true for you in your private heart is true for all men, — that is genius. Speak your latent conviction, and it shall be the universal sense; for the inmost in due time becomes the outmost,—— and our first thought is rendered back to us by the trumpets of the Last Judgment. Familiar as the voice of the mind is to each, the highest merit we ascribe to Moses, Plato, and Milton is, that they set at naught books and traditions, and spoke not what men but what they thought. A man should learn to detect and watch that gleam of light which flashes across his mind from within, more than the lustre of the firmament of bards and sages. Yet he dismisses without notice his thought, because it is his. In every work of genius we recognize our own rejected thoughts: they come back to us with a certain alienated majesty. Great works of art have no more affecting lesson for us than this. They teach us to abide by our spontaneous impression with good-humored inflexibility then most when the whole cry of voices is on the other side. Else, to-morrow a stranger will say with masterly good sense precisely what we have thought and felt all the time, and we shall be forced to take with shame our own opinion from another.