Building Comment #2

Building Comment #2

This is truly fantastic. I can’t imagine linking every single word. The one question that I think of after reading this, is why don’t we link more words to dictionaries? Why don’t we have the context for more of our concepts?

I really think that looking for the answers behind the words is so intriguing. There are so many things that we can learn about the words just by looking at their definitions or their contexts. Take the link for Imagination. It taught me about the difference between creative and reproductive imagination, and I believe that this definition enriches my understanding of the post. Is Hockey90 talking about imagination for things that have been or haven’t been experienced yet?

The other question that this post raises is that of how many other links besides dictionaries can be used to create greater contexts for our Weekly Authentics. I really feel challenged by this post to explore the concept of total linkage, so here is my response:

It is an open ended ecstasy to know who you are and what you want out of life, to have identity and purpose. But how do you find these things? Where can you look but within for answers to these questions.I used to think that there was a perfect way to be yourself, a version 2.0 that you could achieve if you changed enough, becoming more virtuous, loving and true. I would choose my words and ideas as well as I could, making myself the perfect being that I imagined was possible. After ever time I was my usual clumsy self, I would replay the situation in my head over and over until I knew what I should have done, what I should have said.

Lisa was the girl that I never kissed. We dated for 8 months and we never kissed. I think that is why we were so good together, though. We were always looking for things to talk about, so we wouldn’t have to approach the subject of us not being the slightest bit romantic. The unfortunate problem with this was that we ran out of things to talk about.

And I blamed it all on her. I commanded her to express herself more openly. I begged her to be more emotionally available. I was the better person, the sensitive guy that every girl dreams about. I didn’t think that asking for a few good conversation topics was too much. She did the right thing, though. She broke up with me.

Looking back, I can see that I was not the best version of myself, I was merely the most pompously sure teenage boy I knew. That is the problem with Identity and Purpose. If you have a false identity, you will also have an impure purpose, just like if you have no identity you will lack purpose. It took a Lisa for me to understand that. Have you found your Lisa yet?

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