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01/07/2019

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Skyler Crossman

There was an essay I once read (long lost to the internet and I have not been able to find it again) about Ender's Game specifically, and fiction novels in general, that cut very close to home.

In Ender's Game, near the end of the story the main character overcomes the great threat that the story has been building up to. Like many adventure novels, at the end Grendel is defeated, Voldemort is overcome, and Brian Robeson returns home. There's so much focus placed throughout the story, and in Ender's Game throughout the entire life of the main character, on this climax of purpose. If one grows up on this kind of narrative (and it's not a surprise that many people do- we call many of these stories "coming of age novels" after all) then it's natural to push upward towards the great challenge or obstacle in our lives.

And then the story goes on, and we don't know what to do with ourselves. Ender wins his war, then lies around on a barren asteroid with no idea what he wants to do next. Like Frodo, eventually he "sails west" out off the map we've made. What would a book written about Frodo's life after The Return of the King be like? What does a life lived after graduation or getting that big promotion or getting married look like?

Meaning in life might be better thought of as food. We need it, but we there is no great feast so large that we won't need to eat again next week. Perhaps better to take our meaning in small drips and drabs, like one more brick laid in a foundation of a building you believe will be great someday.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2LrEKevEKPQ

Philip Crossman


Brick by Brick the pyramids rose. 
[they should have documented who built them, eh?] 
Do you ever embedd philosophical thoughts into the comments in your programs?
Thanks for reading my blog sky. 
Always enjoy hearing your thoughts. 
Phil 

Skyler Crossman

I embed the odd apology, does that count?

"But I’ll teach the student
Who’ll manage the factory
That tempers the steel that makes colonies strong.
And I’ll write the program that runs the computer
That charts out the stars where our rockets belong."

I hear having dinner and conversation with one's son is the best source of meaning in life. I've got thoughts aplenty if you ever start running low.

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