After much cogitating and looking up the definition of cogitate in various dictionaries, from which I learned its connection with “agitate,” and the idea of something revolving around in your head, much like the mind on the spin cycle, I finally decided to put an end to this first sentence. It was getting out of hand. If you’ve been reading along, you should be right about here by now. And since we have gotten past the awkward first-sentence introductory thing, we can move on. After all, you’re not here to diddle and dawdle. You’re here for answers, and unfortunately that’s what you’re going to get.
Since this is a blog post and not a dissertation, I can only scratch the surface of the topic. And although I know you are itching to hear my theory; first, I must address the rash of ideas out there about what causes crop circles.
I have to talk about other people’s ideas, which frankly don’t interest me much, but it’s necessary to try to appear fair and open-minded. One theory attributes them to hoaxsters (AKA pranksters), probably just youngsters who are hipsters and jokesters. Another blames Jerry Lee Lewis and his “Great Balls of Fire.” People with video-editing skills have captured pictures of these flaming balls of light on video (AKA moving pictures).
As to be expected when there are unexplained phenomena around, sandwiched somewhere into the plethora of theories, you’ll find a BLT (Burks, Levengood, and Talbott). These three biophysicists have checked out crop circles and discovered they could use a lot of biophysical words like node, expulsion, macroscopic, anomalous alterations, and magnetite to describe crop circles, but not explain how they got there.
Additional ideas have to do with the earth’s magnetic personality (AKA fields), the diatonic scale of music, and, of course, UFOs. Like I said, the theories are like a rash.
If you’ve read this far without having any idea where this is going, I both congratulate you and sympathize with you. I really don’t know how I got here either.
It had something to do with realizing the similarities between crop circles and cowlicks. Close-ups of crop circles whirl and swirl in the same pattern as the cowlick on the back of my head, which made me think of cows in space, soaring through the Milky Way. I’m pretty sure there’s a post in there somewhere, and I promise to publish it as soon as I can write myself out of this one.
(Photo courtesy of Wikipedia.)
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It’s the licks of the Cow That Jumped Over the Moon, perhaps.
I have an acquaintance who, with her husband, is into Crop Circles head-over-hooves. She doesn’t make all that much sense either. I will tell her about the Cow.
From what I’ve read, people have very strong opinions about these things. Some of them are beautiful. And a number were made by people as hoaxes. Who knows about the others. It could be celestial cows.
Hmmmm….did you drink your breakfast? No? Perhaps a nice mocha latte would help!
Some mornings I just wake up muddle-brained.
Crop circle confusion even circulates around the name of one who studies them – a cerealogist? Sounds more like someone who specializes in analyzing Captain Crunch and Cocoa Crispies.
I love the kind of looniness these kinds of things bring out in people.
Good to see you allow yourself a stream-of-consciousness post from time to time. Good for the soul.
Indeed it is.
Everything is now clear and I feel that post this post if you see what I mean I can merrily describe myself as a expert on crop circles.
There’s a fresh crop of ideas sprouting up all the time. I hope you share any rye thoughts you may have about the subject.
Very nice imagery — I”m thinking of he cow who jumped over the moon, and perhaps she licked the crops after that. Oh my head is spinning with cogitation….. 😦
My head seems stuck on the spin cycle.
Totally amoozing as usual.
Many thanks, Carolyn.
I loved that first sentence! It was worth the trip! You have a wonderful way with words and humor.
I’m so glad that you were as glad as I was that the first sentence ended.
looks like an earring there on the field
There are some amazing photos of the phenomena.
The cow who jumped over the moon must have seen those round craters and then maybe wanted to share them. But… if it was cows, why just flatten the cereal rather than eating it? Maybe they found cosmic rays taste better? I need to turn off the cogitate cycle and hang the washing out to dry, but I never did find that off switch…
That’s the problem with cogitation.
I read this yesterday as I sat in the very quiet dentist office and let out such a large guffaw! Every head turned, one lady looking quite put out that I had dared to laugh in such a dignified place as the DENTAL office, so I quickly put my phone away and left my comment for today.
People grow stiff in both dental offices and funeral homes. I can imagine your guffaw would startle people.
Well, that was different. But I think you are tracking with the nursery rhyme. The Must have been in space when it jumped over the moon.
Sometimes I am different; mostly when I’m beside myself and I can’t figure out which is which.
I’ve been stuck in this post since yesterday. Could you throw me a straight line and help me get out?
I’d like to help you, but I find I can’t get out either. I just keep going around in circles.
I’m pretty sure the guys who mow my lawn did this.
They must be very talented.
And expensive. And they leave the circles in mud which make them extra special.
I’m still wondering what they do with all of those circles after they harvest them. Is there a market for circles? Do they all ripen at once, or can they be picked in different sizes without loosing any nutrition?
These are all excellent questions, Ruth. I think they must process them into English muffins; otherwise, how could they get the into those circular shapes?
Isn’t there a song about this? “Will it go round in circles….” I’ve gone round and round over this since I read it yesterday and I am back where I started.
At least you didn’t lose any ground. Sometimes I do.