Month: September 2007

  • Do you believe there is a soul mate for you, somewhere out there?

    In chemistry, there are atoms and molecules. Atoms have no will, no desire, no thought, no soul. Molecules are formed when atoms join together in a sort of mathematical precision, due to their natures. That is, when certain atoms come into proximity to each other, they will attract to each other, or repel away, and that’s just how it is. There’s not really any choice in the matter.

    In this sense, we have soul mates. There is nothing romantic about this attraction, except perhaps as a sort of smokescreen created somewhere within the mind as a way of imposing meaning upon the relationship.

    People have soul mates, gobs and gobs of them. All over the place. And these soul mates could be anyone, in any kind of rationally-understood relationship. Like, maybe the UPS person comes to the door, and you know, instantly, if you’re attuned to this stuff, that there’s a real bond that transcends all human understanding, in the way that covalent bonding transcends the ‘understanding’ of any atom that succumbs to it. You meet the UPS person, they meet you, and maybe you both hear the echo of something larger and more important somewhere up the chain, but there’s no human way to act upon it. So you sign for the package, and that’s that. Or maybe you exchange names, or maybe you even decide it’s all about romance, or who knows. But none of that is really altogether very important. The ‘soul mating’ happened already, and all that’s happening subsequently is your human form trying to understand it.

    Does *that* answer your question?

       

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    Update: OK, more.

    buttermelon comments, in part:

    We actually have the power to break that chain — of being attracted to the familiar. The question may be – are we able to identify negative patterns and have the will and energy to do something about it?

    I can’t tell you what the ‘soul mating’ actually is. I can’t comment on that, because, like I said: It’s way beyond and out there, and happening in a mysterious reality. The main point I’m trying to make is that ‘soul mates’ can be the most mundane relationships possible. You could see someone on the street once, and then never again in your entire life, and that’s a soul mate and the entirety of your relationship might have been meeting eyes for half a second. We bounce off each other like atoms and molecules. We form, disintegrate, reform, and so on, until we’re dead, and maybe even afterwards. Who knows? The ‘soul mating’ is something that we might feel or think or see, something that *seems* meaningful, but might not actually *be* meaningful, something that compels us, seemingly without reason or meaning. So we make it meaningful.

    If we’re self-aware, and maybe somewhat detached from ourselves, we say, “There’s something special about that UPS delivery person.. I can’t quite put my finger on it… What’s the deal? Am I sexually attracted? Is there some kind of romantic love here? No matter how I approach it, I don’t understand it, but there it is..” If we’re not self-aware at all, we say “I LOVE YOU! YOU’RE MY SOULMATE! MARRY ME!”

    There’s no chain to break. It just *is.* How we subsequently try to understand it is based on psychology and all that stuff about being attracted to the familiar and so forth.

    In short: It’s a mystery. Explanations fall short, but that doesn’t keep us from applying and using them. We fall into relationship (and not just romantic ones), and it’s like waking up to find yourself sitting at the bottom of one of those spiral slides on the playground. Did I climb up to the top and slide down this thing? Because I don’t remember doing that… How can I try to understand?

  • Irony

    A while back, when I finally dragged myself up out of a depressive week or so, to resume work on the van, I had a bright idea: Rent a car to go get supplies and stuff. And you know what the best rental option turned out to be?

    Flexcar.

    Flexcar is like a subscription-based car rental service. They have cars stashed all over the city, and you reserve one, and then go hop in and drive it. They have your credit card on record, so the billing happens automatically. They do the insurance and there’s a credit card for gas in the car.

    You pay $35 yearly, and if you do two rentals, they waive the fee for the next year. Then it’s something like 10 or 12 bux an hour, or 70-90 per day, but that includes gas and insurance, and it’s a pretty good deal.

    So I was looking for a way to rent a car and go get the free steel rim and buy the breaker bar (and do some grocery shopping, and other assorted stuff I needed to do at the time). So I signed up for Flexcar. Paid my $35. My assumption was that I’d be able to reserve a car that day, show up, and enter a code in a keypad or something.

    But no. The way it works is that you wave an RFID card over a sensor in the windshield. Which means you have to have the card to wave, which means you have to wait for them to send it to you, which means it’s bad news that after I signed up, they informed me that it could take up to two weeks to get the card.

    Argh.

    So now that I’ve fixed my van, the card came. And given the van’s reliability, I’m going to be hanging on to the card. I’m also trying to find the nearest Mini Cooper they’ve got for rent.

  • Deaf Woman Hears

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    Update: thenarrator asks about this issue, and I was going to leave a comment, but I’ll just promote it up here and anyone can take a stab at it if they want to:

    thenarrator: How do you feel about implants? I’ve felt stuck in the middle of that war a bunch of times… Should the “disabled” be “cured”? All the “disabled”? or just those who are deaf or missing a limb?

    I think if a deaf person wants to hear, then go for it. If someone doesn’t want to hear, then that’s fine, too. As long as its their choice, and as long as they get accomodations (or universal design, ya know?), then we’re cool.

    If I could take a pill and not be autistic any more, I might. Especially if I could stop taking it and be autistic again, which is the case with the cochlear implant (you can turn it off).

    The real problem is not the disabilities or the implants, but the ‘shoulds.’ People’s attitudes are much more dangerous than pretty much any disability. For instance, I can’t imagine the benefit of having deaf friends that shun you when you get the implant (which I understand isn’t uncommon). But neither can I imagine the benefit of having friends that shun you if you *don’t* get the implant, which is also not uncommon.

    It all comes back to an expectation of what a person is supposed to be, and the more ignorance that feeds the expectation, the less likely the fit.