Afro said. Because.
I smote the gong. Because.
You listened. Because.
Forget ‘Becauses’. AfroSays:
I’m considering giving my interpretation at the end as well but that would ruin the experience for me as well as many other villagers. I do hope, however, to simplify the clues.
“What is Seven?”
“Seven is only an idea in your head, there is no seven my son. It was created so that we can count things like errr…”
“Like how many days there are in a week? Or how many chairs there are in this living room?”
“Yes son. And if there is no Seven, there are no Seven Sevens. Do you understand?”
“Father, it’s a bit confusing, but it seems I do. But how does that relate to the questions I asked you?”
“Seven exists only as an idea, but these chairs are real, whether there was an idea such as seven or not, we would still have these chairs.
You don’t need a word to quantify your feelings towards Bimpe, all you need to know is how you feel. Gauging your affection for her by some standard of society only keeps you second-guessing your feelings for her because the gauge is only an idea.
When you can tell me what Seven is, I can tell you if what you feel for her is true love, for then, I can accurately define the ideas of love and truth.
And whether you should marry her? You should know.”
“Father, your wisdom befuddles one, I better talk to mum.”
Measuring affection by societal standards. The use of affection labels. The implications?