#My semiotic prof would be proud of me
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teamtardis-notdead · 1 year ago
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"All that matters is order vs chaos"
That quote summaries one of the most prominent themes of this season.
Sylvie and Renslayer stand in a direct opposition to each other. They literally have been defined by the show as the representations of order and chaos.
What is interesting is that Loki and Mobius seem to be a parellel of the same theme to a lesser extent. Loki tends naturally to be drawn to chaos but has learned to "take a look at the bigger picture" and let order rule from time to time. Mobius on the other hand gets naturally drawn to order but he appreciates and understand the need for chaos.
Both Renslayer and Sylvie judge Loki and Mobius for their duality. Sylvie seems rather disappointed in Lokis compliance with the TVA while Renslayer thinks that Mobius doesn't has it in himself to lead and make hard decision. She has called him more than once a "coward".
This makes me believe that the main conflict isn't necessarily between Loki/Mobius and He Who​ Remains, but rather between Sylvie and Renslayer and the Chaos they will wreck (again) on this universe.
Also they clearly have established different concepts and characteristics for this "chaos vs order" theme and its reasonable to expect that it's going to find some sort of conclusion at the end of this season, depending what type of story the creators want to tell. It will defiently be interesting to see what they do with it.
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rainsruins · 7 years ago
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I wanna give back.
I’ve learned a lot today. A lot, a lot.
Rumi said that the more you filled by knowledge, the more you will be down to earth. No, he didn’t said exactly like that, but that’s the point. 
And today, I feel like it’s my downfall. You got your profs from the college picked you for a big event, and it’s because they believe in you (when you’re in the situation that you don’t believe in yourself--you’ve been trying and trying and trying, but it’s failed and failed and failed). And you feel like, “wow I feel like I’m not doing anything but being lazy and wild and careless.” Have you ever felt like that? When you still try to believe that miracles happen to you? I know everyone has.
Particularly when one of my favorite profs said, “if you failed in your first trying, that’s totally normal. If you feel like you made mistakes in your first trying, I consider it as no mistakes you made. You’re trying, and you’re learning, that’s the matter.”
God, I’m crying now.
Do you know what I’m afraid of the most? I’m afraid if I can’t make my knowledge useful and beneficial for others. I’m afraid if what I’ve learned in these whole times will just be in my head.
An amazing professor of mine from my previous college was known as a very stingy person of giving A or at least B. Some of my friends dislike him. But not for me. Every time he told us about his experiences, I felt like he would live forever. Even maybe just his name. One day, he gave us an assignment to analyze a short story with 4 methods of approach. And I picked Semiotic as my method. I really enjoyed the research, I didn’t even sleep for two days. But still, I felt like I wasn’t very serious of working that out. Because I was happy, I was on my own, and I wanted to tell him things I found out.
And he gave me B+.
The grade didn’t really matter. But I remembered that he always laugh at the way I’m thinking. I remembered that laugh was kind of a father’s laugh. And he said to people in the class, “I believe you all can achieve more than I do.” And he had ever said said to me, “I believe you can do more than this.”
I will remember his name. Like forever.
Those teachers. Those kind of teachers I will always wanna be, and wanna give back. Because what they gave me is something more than can be valued by money. They should be payed a billion for what they give to their students: faith, chance, proud, brilliant humors, stories of their experiences, and of course, knowledge.
So much thanks I couldn’t say to all of my teachers. But I’m gonna tell God to give you all a place that you can never believe there’s a miracle happening to you.
Like what you always make me feel.
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