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"Love then, O Socrates, is not as you imagine the love of the beautiful." — "What, then?" — "Of generation and production in the beautiful." — "Why then of generation?" — "Generation is something eternal and immortal in immortality. It necessarily, from what has been confessed, follows that we must desire immortality together with what is good, since Love is the desire that good be for ever present to us. Of necessity Love must also be the desire for immortality."

~Plato

He was definitely one intelligent guy. So I suppose the next question to ask is what is immortality? What is this state--if we can call it that--we desire so much we are willing to overcome natural selfish tendencies and sacrifice those tendencies for others' sakes? Why do we desire it? What is beauty? If love is the generation and production in the beautiful, what is the beautiful?

I feel like all these questions eventually lead back to the beginning. Sure we may know how many things work (Plato seemed to know what love is, I personally think he's missing something else), but what put them here? Is the natural human gravitation to the (relative) aesthetic the product of millions of years of improbability? Is our obsession with meaning and understanding and love just another twist of a very large math equation?

Or maybe to put it a bit more simply, is it possible to overlook the design of our universe?