Page 196: Random Babbling About Other Half

According to Aristophanes in Plato’s Symposium, in the ancient world of myth there were three types of people. People weren’t just male or female, but one of three types: male/female, male/male, or female/female. In other words, each person was made out of the components of two people. Everyone was happy with this arrangement and never really gave much thought. But then God took a knife and cut everybody in half, right down the middle. So after that the world was divided just into male and female, the upshot being that people spend their time running around trying to locate their missing other half.*

Other myth says that everyone has other six twins in this world. I forgot from which country, but I’m sure I’ve heard about it. Some called them simply doppelgänger, but it’s different actually.

While some people think that those myths came from our ancestors who were trying to give explanation about things surround and our existence, I think it’s also another form of hope that each of us actually has someone who understand and can see through our skins. So here we are, having an idea about soulmate, that maybe, just maybe, that idea can comfort us (a bit) when we’re feeling lonely. When we feel that, we have that specific space waiting to be filled.

But what if that space actually has been there from the first time so we can have a special room to breathe when everything is so messed up? What if that, actually, we don’t need anyone to complete us; because the only one that can make us feel complete is ourselves? Why do we have to put burden to someone whom we consider as our soulmate that they should complete us?

Maybe at the end, a soulmate or other half is someone who can make you realize that from the beginning, you are special and don’t need anyone to complete you. That you will always need your own space every time you need to find peace of mind.

Maybe, just maybe.

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*grabbed it from Murakami's Kafka on the Shore