20.11.07

Porcelain Philosophy 8: Love Actually

Love is energy; it is neither created, nor destroyed, but comes from the Source. Love has the potential to make you move, to do work. The magnitude of Love is directly proportional to how far you move, how hard you work, for what you love. Since it cannot be destroyed, Love can only be redirected or transformed. There are several types of Love (selflessness, comraderie, sensual), each manifested in a type of action (sacrifice, encouragement, transmission of goods, touch, etc.).

We are each given a capacity to Love and a certain amount of it to work with. We can grow to be entrusted with more; conversely, we can become damaged and less able to handle the full load. In times of plenty, we share what Love we have knowing more will come to fill the temporary vacuum (Love convection). In times of hurt, all we can do is give the Love that we cannot handle back to where it came from and hope that in the intervening time it will transform into something more manageable or that we will be able to strengthen enough to hold it again.

18.11.07

Porcelain Philosophy 7: Dealbreakers

i was asked recently if i had a checklist of qualifications or preferences for a spouse. while i don't have such a checklist, keen observers will note that i definitely have a type, which i can elaborate on in a future piece (or you can all just guess). what i can discuss today, however, are the dealbreakers: issues that invoke veto power and will stop me from starting something that i know will crash and burn.

The Hardlines

God:
first and foremost comes faith. there are a slew of reasons regarding obedience, but i think the most convincing argument for myself is a logical one. if my wife does not know God, she will certainly feel like the third wheel in the relationship. it is hardly a loving decision to put someone through that for the rest of her life.

Gender:
this is simply about having the right equipment to complete certain objectives in life, i.e. babies.

Parents:
if my parents, or her parents, do not give the okay to proceed, i would pack up, say thanks, and be on my merry way. i think God confirms a relationship primarily through the parents; who else on earth knows more about you than your parents? i know there are couples that get together and overcome parental pressure, galvanizing a "stronger" relationship, but i'm not that type of person. people that rebel against their parents, for whatever reason, will likely induce similar rebellion in subsequent children. i certainly do not want to get into disputes with potential in-laws. if her parents cannot respect me, there is no way i would let someone i care about get caught in the crossfire; better to cut ties and spare everyone the grief.

Self-Esteem:
i have trouble with girls that hate themselves and who God made them to be; they constantly think they are ugly and/or stupid or some insane dreck like that. i will not brook insult to my superbly refined taste in women.

Some Flexibility Afforded

Career:
i don't think i can see myself marrying a teacher. this is not because teachers make terrible spouses or parents (or else i lose). a teacher couple could potentially both be home after school to spend time with their kids, spend entire summer vacations at home or travelling as a family, etc. this is because i know that we teachers will go on strike every 4 or 5 years. if i married a teacher and we both had to go on strike, the family would suffer tremendously. though all the boons of having similar schedules would result in lots of good times, the threat of any prolonged stretch of strike is enough to cause me pause; this is not a risk i am willing to take without very careful, paranoid financial planning. flexibility is afforded to elementary school teachers or private school teachers (as they are from different unions), or in the event that i am no longer a high school teacher (although, by then, i fully expect to be wed).

16.11.07

advance to next checkpoint

i smiled because i didn't have to teach today; all my lessons were done.
i smiled because my evaluation was submitted; i had done well.
i smiled because i was happy to have made new connections and gained new friends.
i smiled because my students stopped on the way out to say goodbye and goodluck.
i smiled because it hid the pain of leaving.

14.11.07

Chuck vs The Sandworm

Morgan: Ellie, let me ask you a question. Am I the kind of guy you would categorize as... immature?

Ellie: Do you really want me to answer that?

Morgan: Yes. Be straight with me; fire away, both barrels --

Devon (AKA Capt. Awesome): Would you mind stepping into the kitchen with me, Morgan? (to Ellie) I'll handle this one, honey.

Morgan follows Capt. Awesome into Ellie's bedroom. Morgan pauses at the door.

Morgan: Ellie's room. (inhales deeply) Wow.

Capt. Awesome: There comes a time in a man's life when he reaches... well, a crossroads; (as he leads Morgan to the mirror) a time when he must ask himself, "Am I a tucker?"

Morgan glances about, confused

Capt. Awesome: I'm talkin' about your shirt, Morgan. I wasn't always a tucker, you know. Then, one day, it just happened.

Morgan: How do you know it's time?

Capt. Awesome: Just feel it. Go ahead, tuck her in. See how she feels.

Morgan: (as he buttons his shirt) aw, I don't know. Nah, nah, I'm just kinda happy with how my shirts hang there.

Capt. Awesome: C'mon. You're safe in here.

Morgan: Um... (exhales deeply)

Capt. Awesome: Tuck her in.

Morgan: I don't know if I'm ready --

Capt. Awesome: Do it.

Morgan clears his throat and tucks his shirt into his waistband.

Capt. Awesome: Mm hmm.

Morgan: (exhales) I don't know. I- I kind of feel like my- (whispers) my junk's out there for the whole world to see.

Capt. Awesome: Maybe that's the point, Morgan. Maybe that's the point.

13.11.07

"Illusion, Michael."

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