I was listening to a fantasy story last night while I exercised (I mentioned PodCastle, the fantasy podcast I listen to in another thread) and it was a good one in that it got me thinking. Title is "State Change". You can download it here. If you're going to listen to it, skip the paragraph marked with SPOILER labels.
The story is set in an alternate version of our world where everyone's soul is a standalone, visible object that they carry with them or have nearby them. It reflects (or perhaps affects) their personality. The main character's soul is an ice cube and this makes her a rather cold, withdrawn person, a fact not helped by her belief that if it melts, she will lose her soul and die.
SPOILER BEGINS - Eventually, however, it does melt and she realizes that by thawing her soul, she doesn't lose it, rather it thaws her personality as well. IOW, her soul is not ice, it's water and thawing it changes its state rather than destroying it. Needless to say, love and lust play a part in the thawing process, as does the fact that the person she falls for has a salt shaker as his soul and, of course, salt keeps water from freezing by lowering it's freezing point. All quite metaphorical and perhaps a bit heavy-handed towards the end but I enjoyed it. - SPOILER ENDS
Anyhow, the host asks the obvious question at the end: what object might your soul be in this alternate universe (or what object might symbolize your soul)? How might changing it's state affect you? So, I'm throwing that out as a topic.
Still thinking about this myself, so I'll post something when I have an answer.
Mendalla
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Mendalla
FYI, to download, right click
Posted on: 08/30/2011 08:27
FYI, to download, right click on the word "here" and choose as the Save target as option (or whatever the equivalent in your browser is). If you click "here" it will likely start streaming the podcast in Windows Media (or your default media application of choice).
Mendalla
Elanorgold
Interesting thought Mendalla,
Posted on: 09/05/2011 22:30
Interesting thought Mendalla, My first response would be... a rock or a crystal I think, but I'll have to think about that...
I once asked a friend what animal I would be if I were an animal. She said a deer or a bunny rabbit. Hmm, I had thought I was more of a bear spirit! But it's what others think that counts.
Maybe rose quartz... why? because it's solid, and I like it it's pretty, it has clouded streaks through it, and clear parts... and it's a gentle colour... changing it's state wouldn't do much to it, other than warming it up, so that it gave warmth to the hands of others, and if it were chilled it might break...
WaterBuoy
Even Rose Quartz can be
Posted on: 09/06/2011 09:05
Even Rose Quartz can be altered with heat and pressure ... what is called a rheid in geological tongues ... all hard things will flow. Such is subliminal thought to a hard man ...
Did Moses wander in nihilistic ways ... having been lifted from the rheids ... bo chi's ... mire fragment of the beginning of story ... papa Ruse? Its stuff of the fodder land and the soul cannot accept intellect in pure form ... must be a story tuit! The there's the other side ... unfathomable code ... the chilling of the mind as it becomes too emotional? Does humanity need a dun can ...? It appears to have gone too far the other way ... spatial abilities are misplaced ... disseminated ... gone seedy in the upper parts?
I was going to put this in a separate string ... but demos ... the Shadow of satyr directed me to stir the emotional's Ide ...
From a file called Shi Vah, or perhaps Chimera ... den'd rickle of the psyche
Bit of a figment ... did you know in semi conducting science electron flows one way (eclexic) and protons are assumed to flow the other way as holes in the fabric? Sort of designates the institution of choqan emotions versus the rapture ... missing lynx? The who'd know that choqan is a Hebrew word for dirt ... something that contains thought ... and there is this axiom about standing on a Holy Dimension ... odd eh (chalce-don; hole in the dirt)! Is there a reciprocal function ... a latent reflection ... super Egos like an eagle ... gotta grip ID?
Spatial Absence, Des Carte in Space …
Lynx with a Black Hole, chain maeL …
Inner whorl’ doff the Ute-isle-at-Arians kin!
That’s argumentative folks, convict A’ve space …
Confined over what comes first …
Contemplation, or emotions about ID …
Primal force of the singularity, de-aux (dos) …
De ire about cha, of which you are not cognitive …
Until right into ID …
Then ID becomes IT, out-there, sat urn al, all-about-sh’aura …
Toby Gnome, in Hebrew, vile space of thinking flay toute …
Something must Eris …
Disturbance of the Eire …
Cho King, chalcedon, chalice, cup of light …
With space to put it din …
The indeterminate out-there …
We call intellect and mortals Don wish to no …
As anonymous, so the word grows, Mon stress …
As neigh phesh, α, a stretch in the initiation …
Just I’ma Jin Nation, extracted from the infinite …
Heh Eire ground, de loupe?
Dispersed particles of th’ aught about physical being …
That’s metaphysical, Eve in metaphor, I Callas Tory …
Nothings fixed, ID moves, mote I’ve a shin …
Pedantry to carry me through …
Residual thought after the encounter …
Something that we felt as delusional …
Not real as sects …
Simply confrontational to the other’s Ide!
The hair yins …
Reuben just right in the fall …
ID’ll whisper to yah …
Like suite nothings in yore Γ’s that …
Mortal would never admit to; disciple in des oleo, grease in Urn, slip of psyche …
Unless there was some residual of the outside, inside …
Reciprocate I’ve space …
Where you can put all you know in moment of realizing it’s gone …
But then there it is, back at inertia …
Commonly called echo, Ego, or reflective rationale, Shadow …
Ca Naan, spiritually ß’red as plasma, dah flame, W/I …
Within omega, mega Circe!
Approximate surroundings as we continue to destroy eM!
Will, something come of IT …
Out ‘f nothing?
Yu, or Ju bêtè…
Depending upon how you sound IT out …
By putting a sin Ka in nite!
You just don’t know what’s in the profundity …
Of IT aL until you investigate all the possi-bi-li-Ti-yes …
Of (de) semi Nation, of spectra of tongues, positive put’n …
Gael word goan where you never imagined …
Indeterminate space of the Black Hole defined by “i” …
Complex Nos. eM …
Very contempt able, intangible, untouchable …
When coming to lo vein, humour, of the shed in ƒ(axiom) of bean scroo edged out of thought; chi-halva DNA, node tθom?
MikePaterson
My soul is the mystery within
Posted on: 09/06/2011 10:55
My soul is the mystery within me, the mystery that tells me, "ah, so that's what they mean when they talk about a 'soul'..." and it's the mystery that replies, "yeah, something like that, I guess." Then it runs off looking for something beautiful to be loved by... often a wildflower at this time of year, or a cloud, or the shape of a crack in the asphalt and the leaves of grass poking up from it... what was the question? What's an "object"?
WaterBuoy
What's an object? Something
Posted on: 09/07/2011 08:47
What's an object? Something that a subjective authority would stand upon and not even know it ... sort of like floating through psyche ... totally unaware of what's beyond eM in myth ...
The quest of life to dig into myth for understanding ... for physical creation was borne here in love ... totally incapable of intelligence ... until the gard 'n is cultivated ... authority is der'lict in the duty in this perspective by the fog of heh's passions ...
Holy stuff ... leaves you in the pits .. devoid of thought ... can't see the horizon ... gravid dimple in space according to Einstein's contemplation of space ... heiros gamos ... sacred silence adhere'd to by stony thinkers ... but is there rheum for change of emotions ... conversion to th'aught ... old word for Theo ... GOD help us we've scroo Jed up again ... dirtied empty space with a mote ... with an aura of water ... place to float thoughts ... the medium of the sole ... integral solution of unruly flames?
Could you tell this straight out to a Holy Inquisition of Gross authority? Tell me there is a vaster psyche than that limited version of J'aimes ... who hated Hebre in space that in abstract sense is upended in Romantic perspective ... feet up? Just like the Russian "D" or the minor Greek "upsilon" that is confused in Latin as ð that is called eth ... there's all there is to it ... a varied spectre (g'host) of word as stated in the tome we call bib lic aL ... all the dead tongues above and below the superficial ... define the myth of the sole/mind/psyche in people that believe on the physical brae'n ... and not the storm from those confined there ... Jinns, or Gynephobia ... sorts that fear the Ephraim genre of the story ... that's the part that opposes emotions ... at the base of the mind. Some say IT's way out there ...
With all the corrupted words, is it difficult to tell?
MikePaterson
WB: Each of us lives in a
Posted on: 09/07/2011 09:23
WB: Each of us lives in a personal NOW. Beyond that "now" lies the carnival midway of everything that life leads us through. At the far side, there is no now and no "each" of us. That's where we find our soul at last.
WaterBuoy
Yes, The whole thing ...
Posted on: 09/07/2011 09:49
Yes,
The whole thing ... no? Just a metaphor of a blast of stars ... in the Shadow!
Then there are those that don't believe in the unconscious ID! Have we come to that yet?
Elanorgold
Well, I'm stickin' with my
Posted on: 09/07/2011 19:37
Well, I'm stickin' with my rose quartz. I wonder what it's melting point is? Runny rose quartz, funny picture...
Perhaps Mike, you are air...or sunlight...
Have you chosen yet Mendalla?