Conclusion

Dec. 25th, 2008 09:47 am
eumelia: (Default)
[personal profile] eumelia
I don't like Holidays in general, especially when there are no kids to appreciate them.

I'm too much of a cynic to the rituals I don't believe in with adults and then end up ruining it for other people.

So conclusion; I'm crap at holidays and will no longer impose myself on people who actually enjoy the ritual and find meaning in it.

Atheism seems to be superimposing itself on my very well thought out Agnosticism.

I'm sorry [livejournal.com profile] hemlock_sholes, being a bitch is something I sometimes do thoughtlessly and even though I apologised last night, here's a larger, more public one.

*huggles*

Date: 2008-12-25 10:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wijsgeer.livejournal.com
The thing with rituals is. it that they can give meaning (for some) to that what (in my eyes) is meaningless. I have no problem with meaningless. My depressions are generally not because of a lack of meaning, but more of other people''s meaning creeping in.
I describe myself as a third generation atheïst and maybe that makes things easier for me. (Or perhaps that could have made me convert and become devout just to find an other way).

Enfin, the trouble is that (so I belief) humans are a meaning giving species. It is one of the things that makes us to what we are. But I will be damned if that ought to make me religious. I go for the "low grade" meaning, the homely meaning of connection between you and me, the importance of friendship and family, of good food, of caring, of solidarity. Of socialism and feminism (as long as they don't try to escape out of realm and try to become high meanings. And no, I have no demarcation line between high and low, I have no inclination to police them and there might well be several grades of middle in between.)

And yes, this makes it more difficult to take things seriously that other people take seriously. And that might result in hurt if you want to take the people themselves serious. But it can't be helped. Perhaps in the future something in you mellows and you can appreciate the rituals trough the eyes of others (like you can look at snow trough the eyes of a toddler) and take something from their meaning without having it involving yourself believing any of it. Untill then, yes, look for surrounding yourself with people who think likewise.

eh, did this turn into a sermon?

Date: 2008-12-25 04:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hemlock-sholes.livejournal.com
Thank you. Apology accepted.

Just to get you into a mellower frame of mind and out of any bitchiness which might be lingering...

Watch this:



And this...







And now, sit down, get comfortable... and become a drooling mass as you watch this:

Date: 2008-12-25 05:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eumelia.livejournal.com
First video: saw it already thank you.

Second video: Also seen it, thanks :D

Third video: How is it possible that I've never seen that before.

P.S. Only I'm allowed to call myself or my actions "bitch(y)", so *wags finger* and *hugs*

Profile

eumelia: (Default)
Eumelia

January 2020

S M T W T F S
   123 4
567891011
12131415161718
19202122232425
262728293031 

V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.

*KABOOM!*

-"V for Vendetta"

Tags

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Feb. 5th, 2026 04:13 pm
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios