Ok so the first part of my book has been talking about the whiteness of Moby Dick and how that is the scariest, meanest, most threatening thing about him. In our culture white is considered one of the most pure things that there is and at the same time it is one of the most feared. White is pure, heavenly, sweet. Most Christian divinities are white because they are holy. In this way white is strived for and loved. Yet, white can also put fear into us. White polar bear, white ghosts, and very white people (albino's). These things all send shivers down our spines and give us the chills just to think about them. It is interesting how varied and extensive our emotions can be when thinking about white. That is in ishmel's mind what is so horrible about Moby Dick. White can be the the symbol of something holy, yet this whale seems to be the opposite, something almost evil. White, the color that is the absence of color and at the same time the concrete of all of the colors. Pretty cool how the color effets us huh? Anyway later on it tells how obsessed AHab really is with this whale. Every night he goes down into his cabin and pours  over these old maps and logs. THinking about where he is to most likely find the whale. BUt, in reality he is only thinking about Moby DIck. At night he dreams of the whale, horrible nightmares that often keep him away at night and haunt him in the day. He wakes up with his nails digging into his skin. This whale is truly Ahab's monomaniatic thought. The whale never leaves his mind. No wonder captain Ahab is a little insane.