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For when thou knowest, thou shalt surely die.A misquote of the book of Genesis in the Judaeo-Christian Bible, which has often led humanity to believe mistakenly that knowledge is evil. A questionable concept to me, a devout Christian. Knowledge is not always dangerous or tainting. Sometimes it is a necessity, as with this couple, from Hajime Kanzaka's "Slayers Try."
I was re-reading Stephenie Meyers's Twilight books and the way they deal with romance, carnal lust vs sacrificial love, temptation/pleasure vs restraint, and the like. It got me thinking.
Xelloss and Filia have pre-conceived notions of each others' motives, beliefs, and races/cultures. In curiosity, Xelloss makes the first step towards friendliness in the tv series: He picks the apple. Filia vitriolically rejects his attentions. He retaliates. They spar viciously. He saves her life. Twice. She reconsiders. She begins to requite the interest and affection. Double entendres become open declarations of affection.
Isn't it great to learn/try (part of the series title) something new?
"i see the lights move on the ceiling.
i see the stars up in the lights.
i see the moonbeams on your forehead there,
and i think about the garden of delights.
you see the curtains draped in front of me.
you see the sun come up alone.
you want to show me just what you can see,
and i, i turn away.
you see my face, you hate my words, i hate you too.
you see my heart, it likes the feeling that it gets when I'm with you.
i look right at your eyes, i look right through your eyes.
i change conversation thought for you.
i throw a look that you can't catch from far behind,
and you, you turn away.
you are my jesus boy, you're laying on a bedly cross,
i've got you taped up to the wall.
but really don't feel bad 'cause you do to me all the things i do to you.
i do to you.
i see the lights move on the ceiling,
i see the stars up in the lights.
i see the moonbeams on your forehead there
and i think about the garden of delights."
--Lisa Loeb