September 19, 2009 § 2 Comments
If you were playing a chess game, or any strategy board game that involves moving pieces, who are you in this game? My understanding on how the military works is that they carry out orders from those higher up. If that is so, the person making all the decisions in chess should be the King. But the king doesn’t move by itself and neither do the other pieces. Its almost as if you are playing as God, and moving your pieces as the will of God. But if you’re God, than the other person you’re playing chess with is also a God with another agenda.
In IDC, a course I took in my final year of high school, we studied some metaphoric ways of looking at the process of teaching and learning. One of these metaphors was midwifery. The idea was that we, the student, holds all the answers within us. We just need to pull it out. The teacher in this case plays the roles of the midwife.
Anyway, the point is, one type of way to think of learning is that you already know everything, you just have to pull it out of your brain. But if we hold all the knowledge we are too learn in our heads already, then we also know how to deal with situations and drama because we already have the knowledge. It could also be very possible that we know the very names of the people we may meet later in life, we just had to bump into them to remember. So based on this theory, there is such thing as fate. But whether you believe in the original idea where knowledge comes from within will effect how this bullshit might sound.
Oooooo…I don’t think I explained myself very well…
Flowers. Everybody thinks they’re pretty, even the dark gothic archetypes, with their black roses. But if we talk about flowers on a scientific level, they’re just sexual organs made for the sole purpose of getting bugs to rape them. So basically if someone gives you a boquet of flowers, it could mean that they want you to reproduce. If you want to look like a flower (putting make up on, wearing floral colours or patterns, etc,) it means you just want to get in someone’s bed.
Just a random thought.