Jac on Nostr: I stopped at an empty agricultural field today with my dog. The golden brittle summer ...

I stopped at an empty agricultural field today with my dog. The golden brittle summer heat scorched grass was disc scored, clumps of straw and dust. Hog weed and Russian thistle scattered sporadically, plants with chemical warfare and grit. To my full color binocular sight the scene was peaceful but plain, inspirational in the way a minimalist painting calms some embroiled part of the subconscious by failing to inspire the conscious mind while engaging it. To her, the scene was a video of Tokyo at night. She darted from place to place, nose to the ground, a tapestry of chronologically ordered events unfolding for her mind in olfactory stimulation impulses as visual clues present themselves to a large predatory cat, or the combination of sight and sound inspire an owl at night. I watched her for some time adventuring through the field. I wonder if at some point humans will be able to opt for augmentation to our senses. I wonder how the world will present with the ears of an owl, the nose of a canine, and the tactical response of a feline. The result seems as if it might be like having the resolution of our eyesight in every genre of sensation.