La Raison D'etre
Just finished watching Neon Genesis Evangelion, a seemingly mecha series until they introduce the real plot and your perceptions get screwed up, at least, if you watch it right. It questions life as we live, it doesn't tell you how you should live it but rather provokes you to ponder on it.
The whole show is interlaced by almost branwashing rapidflashscenes and scores of classical pieces that do not seem to fit, yet bring out the irony of situations and the bitterness of life.
It is the story of how you become you in the instrumentality of the links between you and others and yet you experience what they call the "hedgehogs dilemna" where you wish to get closer to another for warmth, but the spines hurt you the closer you get. We desire human contact, human understanding, human love but as humans we can never understand each other, we can touch no more than the surface, and because of that we tend to hurt each other. Mistimed words, awkward situations, uncomfortable actions, misjudged feelings - the pain of a human relationship.
To escape pain and confinement and stress you desire a world of freedom, a world without anything- not laws or gravity or nature or light or sound or feeling. Nothing but yourself such that you have no restrictions placed upon you by the hopes and expectations of others. Of course, there is unease as without others expectations you have no expectations and you do not know where to start, how to start, what to start. And so you create a top and bottom to make your universe simpler to view, to help distincfy your choices and options. So you restrict yourself,by giving yourself a limitation, a cage. Humans cannot cope without our prohibitions and rules, these are pens to write upon the blank sheets that we are.
As people we see the truth as told by others, happy when sunny, sad when rainy, we are taught that and believe it as the truth, but we may not feel that in reality and that seperates truth from reality. The truths we believe in can be changed and manipulated simply by the reality of others as our own realities change the truth of anothers. The fragility of truth screams of its cheapness, of its fickleness such that people wish to know a deeper truth, a hidden truth that represents justification, that really means itself - the truth. But there isn't one. (unless you believe in God, then perhaps..)
In the end, no matter how we are brought to life, by sex or cloning or test-tubes or mitosis or holy creation, we need each other to survive, to build our souls. Without others, you do not know what you are like for people are the mirrors that show you what you are and what you do. You get to know your own shape by seeing the shapes of others, you see the walls of others to imagine yourself, you cannot see yourself unless there are others. For because there are others that we are ourselves, and because we are different, we are more than nothing, we are more than a world of limbo for we are distinct.
I live to see tomorrow. To see the people of tomorrow. To know the people of tomorrow. Spines hurt and poison but they define me and define others, no matter the pain, the warmth after is always worth it.
This is no challenge.
No taunt.
No suggestion or invocation.
What do you live for?
The whole show is interlaced by almost branwashing rapidflashscenes and scores of classical pieces that do not seem to fit, yet bring out the irony of situations and the bitterness of life.
It is the story of how you become you in the instrumentality of the links between you and others and yet you experience what they call the "hedgehogs dilemna" where you wish to get closer to another for warmth, but the spines hurt you the closer you get. We desire human contact, human understanding, human love but as humans we can never understand each other, we can touch no more than the surface, and because of that we tend to hurt each other. Mistimed words, awkward situations, uncomfortable actions, misjudged feelings - the pain of a human relationship.
To escape pain and confinement and stress you desire a world of freedom, a world without anything- not laws or gravity or nature or light or sound or feeling. Nothing but yourself such that you have no restrictions placed upon you by the hopes and expectations of others. Of course, there is unease as without others expectations you have no expectations and you do not know where to start, how to start, what to start. And so you create a top and bottom to make your universe simpler to view, to help distincfy your choices and options. So you restrict yourself,by giving yourself a limitation, a cage. Humans cannot cope without our prohibitions and rules, these are pens to write upon the blank sheets that we are.
As people we see the truth as told by others, happy when sunny, sad when rainy, we are taught that and believe it as the truth, but we may not feel that in reality and that seperates truth from reality. The truths we believe in can be changed and manipulated simply by the reality of others as our own realities change the truth of anothers. The fragility of truth screams of its cheapness, of its fickleness such that people wish to know a deeper truth, a hidden truth that represents justification, that really means itself - the truth. But there isn't one. (unless you believe in God, then perhaps..)
In the end, no matter how we are brought to life, by sex or cloning or test-tubes or mitosis or holy creation, we need each other to survive, to build our souls. Without others, you do not know what you are like for people are the mirrors that show you what you are and what you do. You get to know your own shape by seeing the shapes of others, you see the walls of others to imagine yourself, you cannot see yourself unless there are others. For because there are others that we are ourselves, and because we are different, we are more than nothing, we are more than a world of limbo for we are distinct.
I live to see tomorrow. To see the people of tomorrow. To know the people of tomorrow. Spines hurt and poison but they define me and define others, no matter the pain, the warmth after is always worth it.
This is no challenge.
No taunt.
No suggestion or invocation.
What do you live for?
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