Posting from the 11:13 to lilydale
I think about a lot of things when I am waiting for my train, and I cannot find a handy power socket for my battery-less writing laptop. Why is the train always either late or overpacked, or both, but never neither? Why make it possible to post from this phone, but only by disabling the feature that allows you to write with any speed? What in the name of hell is my sexual orientation, if I can still feel physical lust? That one fucks with me quite often.
Tonight, while picking up my bag from the still-warm concrete, I thought about the Metal Gear Solid series, Big Boss and Ocelot's relationship in particular, and the precise meaning of loyalty.
Is it just as good to serve as to be obeyed? Is remaining true to your word through all times and trials worth it, if you end up spending your whole life doing nothing else? Could you stay loyal to just one person, forever, even if that doesn't go both ways? Could you wait literally forever for something purely hypothetical?
I think I've found the answer to those.
Tonight, while picking up my bag from the still-warm concrete, I thought about the Metal Gear Solid series, Big Boss and Ocelot's relationship in particular, and the precise meaning of loyalty.
Is it just as good to serve as to be obeyed? Is remaining true to your word through all times and trials worth it, if you end up spending your whole life doing nothing else? Could you stay loyal to just one person, forever, even if that doesn't go both ways? Could you wait literally forever for something purely hypothetical?
I think I've found the answer to those.