I am terrible at coding. Honestly.
I can't even get a brick breaker game to work. It's going to be a long road (a couple months at least) to coding my game.
I'm going to bed. LOL.
Tuesday, October 29, 2013
Thursday, October 24, 2013
TOW: Love
Zeus said: 'Methinks I have a plan which will enfeeble their strength and
so extinguish their turbulence; men shall continue to exist, but I will
cut them in two and then they will be diminished in strength and
increased in numbers; this will have the advantage of making them more
profitable to us. They shall walk upright on two legs, and if they
continue insolent and will not be quiet, I will split them again and
they shall hop about on a single leg.' -Plato's Symposium, Speech of Aristophenes
I have had a lot of time to think about love this week.
It's sort of something that's come to me based on some talks that I have had with friends, relatives, with myself, when praying, when walking about.
I don't know if I'll always be single. I might some day get married, or perhaps just have a serial dating complex.
But I like myself, as I am. As one person. It does make me happy.
But I also often feel like half a person. And when I feel this way, I often reference back to Plato's Symposium. Great, intelligent thinkers make speeches about love, in a contest to see who can have the best speech in their somewhat serious drinking game.
Unsurprisingly, I am drawn to the myth of love. The one that suggests that everyone has a perfect match, or something like it. It's physical, it's real, your body fits with another body that exists. It's a match of the physical and the ideal.
But the problem with mythology is that there's a fine line between a moral tale, and believing that someone else can complete who you are.
And yet....love for me is about completeness, not because 'romantic' love completes me, but because the kind of love that makes you a family between you and someone else is what completes me. I live and long for that kind of love. Familial love to me is the most important kind of love. A home is a beautiful thing that is only ever created by love of those around you.
I would rather have the love of family then any other one thing. I suppose I experienced a bit of a recall to the fact that I have been very luck to be surrounded by loving people. Not perfect people, sometimes not always even very good people, but loving, committed people. Loyalty and the ability to care about others really is rare and special quality. We all need love. We can't be strong without it. Our lives are worse without it, in all its manifestations. It gives us hope, and faith in the future. It gives us both a grounding and a freedom from our existence. To love is live, because what is to live without loving?
I have had a lot of time to think about love this week.
It's sort of something that's come to me based on some talks that I have had with friends, relatives, with myself, when praying, when walking about.
I don't know if I'll always be single. I might some day get married, or perhaps just have a serial dating complex.
But I like myself, as I am. As one person. It does make me happy.
But I also often feel like half a person. And when I feel this way, I often reference back to Plato's Symposium. Great, intelligent thinkers make speeches about love, in a contest to see who can have the best speech in their somewhat serious drinking game.
Unsurprisingly, I am drawn to the myth of love. The one that suggests that everyone has a perfect match, or something like it. It's physical, it's real, your body fits with another body that exists. It's a match of the physical and the ideal.
But the problem with mythology is that there's a fine line between a moral tale, and believing that someone else can complete who you are.
And yet....love for me is about completeness, not because 'romantic' love completes me, but because the kind of love that makes you a family between you and someone else is what completes me. I live and long for that kind of love. Familial love to me is the most important kind of love. A home is a beautiful thing that is only ever created by love of those around you.
I would rather have the love of family then any other one thing. I suppose I experienced a bit of a recall to the fact that I have been very luck to be surrounded by loving people. Not perfect people, sometimes not always even very good people, but loving, committed people. Loyalty and the ability to care about others really is rare and special quality. We all need love. We can't be strong without it. Our lives are worse without it, in all its manifestations. It gives us hope, and faith in the future. It gives us both a grounding and a freedom from our existence. To love is live, because what is to live without loving?
Saturday, October 12, 2013
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