Kalahira, this one’s heart is pure,
but beset by wickedness and contention.
Guide this one to where the traveler never tires,
the lover never leaves, the hungry never starve.
Guide this one, Kalahira,
and she will be a companion to you as she was to me.
From the moment we enter this world, we instinctively invent ways to have “fun,” and share our inventions with those around us. We are not asked to do this, nor do we need reasons to create. It is simply who we are.
We find one another and compete with one another. We laugh together and cry together; all while playing together. Our experiences bind us and liberate us. To share our most valuable experiences, we create stories, invent tools, and evolve the art of play. Play has been our ally since the dawn of civilization.
“Playing” is not simply a pastime, it is the primordial basis of imagination and creation. Truth be told, Homo Ludens (Those who Play) are simultaneously Homo Faber (Those who Create).
Even if the earth were stripped of life and reduced to a barren wasteland, our imagination and desire to create would survive–beyond survival, it would provide hope that flowers may one day bloom again. Through the invention of play, our new evolution awaits.
Kojima Productions — We are Homo Ludens. We are those who play.
”All men dream – but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that it was vanity. But the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dreams with open eyes, to make it possible. This I did.”
— T.E. Lawrence “Lawrence of Arabia”
” My generation was in reality the last of it’s kind before the internet allowed all life to blossom (good & bad).
An internal battle of who and what I was supposed to be. I acted out with violence and sinned severely with my suppressed fascination of beauty since I was young. Fights and regretful nights, ego and sorrow. I have since learned to enjoy all things without embarrassment.
Life is too short to be afraid of liking any and everything you’ve a passion for. Don’t be scared anymore. What you believe is weird and shunned, there is a world of people with the same interests that hasn’t come into your life “yet”.
Your time here isn’t really that long. Start breathing and do it all. ”
Do not fall in love with people like me.
I will take you to
museums, and parks, and monuments,
and kiss you in every beautiful
place, so that you can
never go back to them
without tasting me
like blood in your mouth.
I will destroy you in the most
beautiful way possible.
And when I leave
you will finally understand,
why storms are named after people.
All the sheep in Magooville were white, but Abel was a black sheep…
Do you know what’s a black sheep?
It’s like, when you’re different than everyone else.
Like me. I look different from you and Amerika.
And the boys.
Yeah, but it’s not so much how you look, it’s special, like what’s inside. That’s what makes you different. See, it’s who you really are… inside, your soul.
Chappie’s inside here?
Yeah, you see… the outside, this… this is just temporary. When you die the soul inside goes to the next place. The thing inside… see, that’s what mommy loves. Come. Mommy loves you.