Rescue and self-help

Tillman 2022-12-20 13:27:29

Chaotic, blind life, no trajectory to follow, everything is irregular. Because human nature itself is blind and irregular, the existence of each special individual is without precedent. Looking at the people in "A Small Market Without Seasons", it seems that they are looking at all living beings. Today, they don't know what will happen tomorrow, so they have to go on according to the current situation. Today's decision may be a temporary emotional impulse, or it may be based on self-conscious prudence. The plan, but how the future development will be, after all, is not under his control. Living rationally is unrealistic, because perceptual people cannot accurately calculate where their feelings come from, cannot accurately define the nature of their own feelings, and cannot accurately calculate how deep each of their feelings is, and It is also impossible for perceptual people to measure every feeling and every thought that is present all the time, and it is impossible to specifically examine the motivation behind every thought and behavior. Right and wrong, should or should not, desirable or undesirable, there is no scale to measure, not to mention that most of the time, no one bothers to think about these things, unlike a machine to do regular inspections. People who live in emotions follow their current impulses and continue like this. Some people are lucky and experience less pain, while others are unfortunate and experience more pain. And the forms of pain are endless and innumerable. The word pain is only a general description. I don’t know how much or what it includes. Language can’t describe what people can experience. Can you live better? How can it be good? Everyone seems to be in need of help.
The luckiest person is the one who goes all the way to the black, in other words, the person who has a little faith. Whatever the belief is: it could be a hope, it could be an imagination, it could be a belief, it could be a theory, it could be a religion. It is the spiritual guidance of people, it designates a certain direction for people in a blind life, sets a tone for people's thoughts and actions, and paves the way for people's conscious activities. But belief itself is questionable, because the realm of this thing is too high, the standards are too strict, and it is too difficult to find, and most of them are easily disillusioned. Those things that you think can be used as beliefs are not ideal beliefs when you think about them. So I don't believe in the word faith. No belief can stand up to scrutiny, and in the end, it will be attributed to nothingness. However, pretend to have faith, in the case of eternal absence of faith. This is the only way to avoid blindness.
In this movie, I saw the blindness of all people and the self-rescue of some people. The boy who drives the tram, looks so good when the tram is moving, and he keeps driving. There is also the old man who does handicrafts, and the father who has raised five other children, and the lame man who is grateful to the shrew's wife, and the young man who delivers sake, and the sweet dream of a beggar's father and son's house.
















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  • Taro Sawagami: Father...

    Ryotaro Sawagami: What is it?

    Taro Sawagami: Is it true we aren't your children?

    Ryotaro Sawagami: Think for yourself. Do you think you aren't? I know every one of you is mine. So, you're all dear to me. But if you don't love me, and if you don't think I'm your dad, then I am not. Right?

    Taro Sawagami: But people have always said that we aren't your kids, that our fathers are all different. And they didn't just tell me, but also Jiro, Hanako and Shiro.

    Ryotaro Sawagami: People say what they want. You can't stop them from saying all kinds of things. Right? No one can really tell whose child is whose. If you believe someone is your dad, then you are his son. If someone says you aren't my kids, then you ask him about his own father. I'll bet he can't answer. After all, it's either you believe me, or you believe the others.

    Ryotaro Sawagami: [looks at the kids] Who do you believe?

    Taro Sawagami: You, father.

    [all the kids raise their hands and shout in agreement]

  • Ochô: [pondering the bare stalk of a dead tree outside Hei's hovel] What kind of tree is this?

    Ochô: [lightly touches the dead tree trunk] It's no longer a tree when it's dead.