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The power of names...
As promised a more cheerful post. And one of my occasional pseudo-philosophical, thoughtful ones as well.
When you name an object, you put certain expectations upon it, and, to a certain degree, you define it.
Does the same apply to people? For example, my middle name is Peter, which means Rock. I have certainly rocklike qualities to my personality (endurance and so on). Now, the question arises, is this just a coincidence, were my parents somehow inspired, or did the name somehow shape me?
To further add to things, I found out at a fairly early age what my names all meant. Does this mean that I have been, consciously or unconsciously, trying to live up to my name?
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When you name an object, you put certain expectations upon it, and, to a certain degree, you define it.
Does the same apply to people? For example, my middle name is Peter, which means Rock. I have certainly rocklike qualities to my personality (endurance and so on). Now, the question arises, is this just a coincidence, were my parents somehow inspired, or did the name somehow shape me?
To further add to things, I found out at a fairly early age what my names all meant. Does this mean that I have been, consciously or unconsciously, trying to live up to my name?
Answers on a postcard...
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Yes, consciously or unconsciously you are trying to live up to a label ascribed to you by someone else. A plan for failure :o)