The greek God Eros, is one a mystery. It seems that no matter what source you look at, you see that Eros has mystery behind him. From his beginning, or his "creation", to his appearances to humans. However, it is clear that Eros is very good at his position, Love. Which can be correlated to today's perception of Cupid. In the Greek days, Eros was the one who helped two young lovers come together and become one. Today, Cupid, does the same thing; make people fall in love.
In the pictures depicting Eros, he is depicted as a strong attractive young man. He seems to have a presence about him, that makes him attractive to all that fall under his eye.
This is how I have percieved the Greek God Eros.
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Love Poem
Love is sweet,
but it might be beat,
By one's careless deeds,
that entangle like terrible weeds.
Love can be countered by hate,
which makes one blind, so to not see straight.
But in the end love prevales,
so let's celebrate with some Irish ales!
but it might be beat,
By one's careless deeds,
that entangle like terrible weeds.
Love can be countered by hate,
which makes one blind, so to not see straight.
But in the end love prevales,
so let's celebrate with some Irish ales!
What is love?
What is love? This questions, I'm sure, has been asked billions of times each year, and in very language since the beginning of time. We must first look at what degree of love we are talk about, before we can answer this question.
One degree of love is family love. This is that strong bond between family members, that even if one doesn't "like" their family, he/she still loves them.
Next there is friendship love. This love is one of great liking and great respect. This love means you would do anything for the person without thought or desire of repayment.
Finally there is true love, which is your soul's recognition of its counterpart in another. The recognition of perfect "someone."
Whatever type of love it may be, each person has expirenced love in one form or another.
One degree of love is family love. This is that strong bond between family members, that even if one doesn't "like" their family, he/she still loves them.
Next there is friendship love. This love is one of great liking and great respect. This love means you would do anything for the person without thought or desire of repayment.
Finally there is true love, which is your soul's recognition of its counterpart in another. The recognition of perfect "someone."
Whatever type of love it may be, each person has expirenced love in one form or another.
Monday, February 26, 2007
Screen Write
Screen Write
Joe was nothing more than an average kid with an average life; that is until his senior year when he met Jane.
Jane, a new transfer student, was anything but average. She had it all, great looks, great grades, and a great personality, she was perfect. So perfect, she would never even look twice at him, except as a friend that is.
One day, Jane broke up with her boyfriend, and was very upset about it. She came to Joe wanting to talk.
“Joe, I don’t understand why guys are all jerks. Every boyfriend I have ever had was a jerk!”
“You know, Jane, I can’t understand something.”
“What’s that?”
“I can’t understand, why you let guys treat you the way they do. If it was me, I would always treat you with respect. But someone like you never seems to appreciate a guy like me. Girls like you always set themselves up for heartache and trouble. They always choose the jerks and then come to the sweet, nice guy that actually cares about them for a cheer-up session. You can never see that all this time I have been here for you. I have been waiting for you to be happy. When it’s you and I, you always seem happy. But with the guys you date, you’re miserable! So what I can’t understand is why you do it. Why you put yourself through Hell, when you could be happy with me.”
“Joe, I never knew that you felt that way about me. And you’re right, when I’m with you, I am happy. I guess I just have never thought about an “us”.
“Jane, I know you just broke up with your boyfriend, but how about being my girlfriend. I can promise you that you will never be treated with anything but love and respect. I will treat you like a queen.”
“Yes, Joe. I want to be with you.”
That was 10 years ago, now. After three years of dating Joe asked Jane to marry him. Jane, of course, said yes. Then have been living now happily married. They are now expecting their second child. Neither could be happier.
Joe was nothing more than an average kid with an average life; that is until his senior year when he met Jane.
Jane, a new transfer student, was anything but average. She had it all, great looks, great grades, and a great personality, she was perfect. So perfect, she would never even look twice at him, except as a friend that is.
One day, Jane broke up with her boyfriend, and was very upset about it. She came to Joe wanting to talk.
“Joe, I don’t understand why guys are all jerks. Every boyfriend I have ever had was a jerk!”
“You know, Jane, I can’t understand something.”
“What’s that?”
“I can’t understand, why you let guys treat you the way they do. If it was me, I would always treat you with respect. But someone like you never seems to appreciate a guy like me. Girls like you always set themselves up for heartache and trouble. They always choose the jerks and then come to the sweet, nice guy that actually cares about them for a cheer-up session. You can never see that all this time I have been here for you. I have been waiting for you to be happy. When it’s you and I, you always seem happy. But with the guys you date, you’re miserable! So what I can’t understand is why you do it. Why you put yourself through Hell, when you could be happy with me.”
“Joe, I never knew that you felt that way about me. And you’re right, when I’m with you, I am happy. I guess I just have never thought about an “us”.
“Jane, I know you just broke up with your boyfriend, but how about being my girlfriend. I can promise you that you will never be treated with anything but love and respect. I will treat you like a queen.”
“Yes, Joe. I want to be with you.”
That was 10 years ago, now. After three years of dating Joe asked Jane to marry him. Jane, of course, said yes. Then have been living now happily married. They are now expecting their second child. Neither could be happier.
Reflections
Reflections
The story Into the wild, there are many things that older, more experienced people scowl upon. For starters, the fact that McCandless was woefully unprepared to survive in the Alaskan wilderness. Another is McCandless was a greenhorn to the area, and had, not only, a lack of supplies but also he had the lack of knowledge. These are a few of the complaints of the experienced, seasoned Alaskans. However, I am more apt to agree with Roman when he says, “Sure he screwed up, but I admire what he was trying to do… I’m sure there are plenty of other Alaskans who had a lot in common with McCandless when they first got here, too, including many of his critics… Maybe McCandless reminds them a little too much of their former selves” (NHR 306).
As I reflect on this story, I find myself time and time again agreeing with Roman. It seems that the older a person gets, the more critical of others they get. I know from personal experience, my grandfather is more critical of me now then he was when I was younger. I also believe that this is mainly because I remind him a lot of himself during his younger years. It seems to me that when you become older and a “veteran” of life, you have more time to think about all the things you did in life. When a person thinks back on all the mistakes he/she made, one can not help but to want others not to make the same mistakes in life. Because of this, a person become more critical of younger, less experienced people.
Krakauer quotes a statement by Everett Ruess’s father, “The older person does not realize the soul-flights of the adolescent” (NHR 306). I agree and disagree with this statement. While I do not believe that older people understand us “adolescents”, I do believe that they understand our wants, desires, and needs to be adventurous. They may, however, not understand our degree or extremity; but, if they think of their old days, I believe that they would understand the parallel of their lives with ours. However, I believe that there will always be this conflict between young and old.
A good example of this comes in Circular Ruins, when the first man “dreams” up another man, making the second man exactly how he (the first man) desired. Now the conflict comes when the first man realizes that he is nothing but a “dream” of a different man. This I believe can be paralleled to the earlier discussion because the old seem to have a “dream” of what they want the young to be. Yet they themselves (the old) were simply a “dream” of the previous generation and they of the generation before that, and so on. The point is that no matter who we are or who we think we are, someone, somewhere has a “dream” of who are or who we should be. This may be our parents and for them to understand us means that they must understand their parent’s dreams of them.
As stated before, my grandfather was very critical of me when I was younger. Not only was this because I reminded him of his younger self, but also I know he had a dream of who I should be and what I should do. He didn’t understand what I did a lot of times, because he didn’t imagine me doing what I did. Just as the other Alaskans couldn’t imagine what McCandless did, causing them to be critical of him. Because they wouldn’t have done it, they couldn’t dream of someone else doing it.
What it comes down to is that no matter what we, the young, do, we will always be accosted and critiqued because our parents, the old, have a “dream” of what we should do. Thus making it a never ending vicious circle, for when we grow old, we too will have a “dream” of the younger generation, and will critique their actions. Hopefully the young will continue to learn from the old, so as to not make the same mistakes.
Reference
New Humanities Reader, 2006, Miller R.E., Spellmeyer K.; Houghton Mifflin Company, Boston, New York
The story Into the wild, there are many things that older, more experienced people scowl upon. For starters, the fact that McCandless was woefully unprepared to survive in the Alaskan wilderness. Another is McCandless was a greenhorn to the area, and had, not only, a lack of supplies but also he had the lack of knowledge. These are a few of the complaints of the experienced, seasoned Alaskans. However, I am more apt to agree with Roman when he says, “Sure he screwed up, but I admire what he was trying to do… I’m sure there are plenty of other Alaskans who had a lot in common with McCandless when they first got here, too, including many of his critics… Maybe McCandless reminds them a little too much of their former selves” (NHR 306).
As I reflect on this story, I find myself time and time again agreeing with Roman. It seems that the older a person gets, the more critical of others they get. I know from personal experience, my grandfather is more critical of me now then he was when I was younger. I also believe that this is mainly because I remind him a lot of himself during his younger years. It seems to me that when you become older and a “veteran” of life, you have more time to think about all the things you did in life. When a person thinks back on all the mistakes he/she made, one can not help but to want others not to make the same mistakes in life. Because of this, a person become more critical of younger, less experienced people.
Krakauer quotes a statement by Everett Ruess’s father, “The older person does not realize the soul-flights of the adolescent” (NHR 306). I agree and disagree with this statement. While I do not believe that older people understand us “adolescents”, I do believe that they understand our wants, desires, and needs to be adventurous. They may, however, not understand our degree or extremity; but, if they think of their old days, I believe that they would understand the parallel of their lives with ours. However, I believe that there will always be this conflict between young and old.
A good example of this comes in Circular Ruins, when the first man “dreams” up another man, making the second man exactly how he (the first man) desired. Now the conflict comes when the first man realizes that he is nothing but a “dream” of a different man. This I believe can be paralleled to the earlier discussion because the old seem to have a “dream” of what they want the young to be. Yet they themselves (the old) were simply a “dream” of the previous generation and they of the generation before that, and so on. The point is that no matter who we are or who we think we are, someone, somewhere has a “dream” of who are or who we should be. This may be our parents and for them to understand us means that they must understand their parent’s dreams of them.
As stated before, my grandfather was very critical of me when I was younger. Not only was this because I reminded him of his younger self, but also I know he had a dream of who I should be and what I should do. He didn’t understand what I did a lot of times, because he didn’t imagine me doing what I did. Just as the other Alaskans couldn’t imagine what McCandless did, causing them to be critical of him. Because they wouldn’t have done it, they couldn’t dream of someone else doing it.
What it comes down to is that no matter what we, the young, do, we will always be accosted and critiqued because our parents, the old, have a “dream” of what we should do. Thus making it a never ending vicious circle, for when we grow old, we too will have a “dream” of the younger generation, and will critique their actions. Hopefully the young will continue to learn from the old, so as to not make the same mistakes.
Reference
New Humanities Reader, 2006, Miller R.E., Spellmeyer K.; Houghton Mifflin Company, Boston, New York
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