Names are important in the most fundamental, scientific way. Humans need names of some sort to operate on the most basic level, to communicate and to express ideas. We are all given a name at birth, and that name is tagged to us, usually, for most of our lives. We are automatically judged just the moment we speak it. How do you do? I am…et cetera. Nice to meet you.
So how do we create the meanings of our names? The same name can have a thousand meanings, depending on how we present it, how we say it, and within which context it is used.
We all know that I did not deserve the name that I was granted, on one blistering day on the face of a crimson planet. There are good names and bad names in this world, and like I said, we affect the meaning of our names the way that generations affect the English dictionary. Yo, diggety, bamboozle and 'selfie' – are they the latest editions? Well, I turned my name bad. So much so that I was no longer able to bear it. I had to choose a new one.
And I chose…
Doctor.
We create our identities based on the people that we choose to be. We can change who we are faster in the blink of an eye…all us humans, all us aliens.
Whether it was Rose, or Amy Pond, or Sarah-Jane or Mickey or even K-9, they made their names shine. Like firelight caught between two mirrors – endlessly and eternally burning into infinity for as long as their lives would, probably longer.
That is why I cannot forget a single one. Because names mean so much, when they are gifted with great people.