If there are two situations to choose from, an extremely smart brain and a completely paralyzed body, a dull and stupid brain and a strong and flexible body, which one would you choose?
Of course, this is extreme, you might want a slightly smarter and healthier body, which is the case with most people, but the interesting question is, if mental flexibility and physical flexibility are interchangeable, which direction do you want to go? Conversion, to what extent is acceptable conversion?
——In other words, which of the two talents do you tend to choose?
I seem to want to be smarter.
Although, I seem to have always wanted to become stronger in sports and to control my body more freely, but I have no particular pursuit - content with "enough"? do not know. Perhaps, it is the belief that athletic ability can be cultivated, as long as you persevere in exercising. However, with the intensity and will of your own training, you may not be able to give full play to the talents you even have. But, not necessarily, maybe my talent helped me on that path, I got positive feedback and I persevered.
Anyway, having said that, why I chose to be smarter is probably based on my belief that the spirit can transcend the material.
There is a scene in the movie where Hawking grabs a sandwich and eats it when he is addicted to calculating his thoughts. He doesn't care what he eats, he just has to replenish his energy. This reminds me of a text I read in elementary school. Someone was addicted to reading, and he also read it while eating. I envy people who are so immersed in their own world. I envy them the way they enjoy what they are doing and get a huge sense of joy and happiness out of it. ——I am eager to find such a thing to do. If it is not just for a while, but loves to pursue it persistently, isn’t it a lifelong career? The process of pursuit, even if it is nameless and profitless in the end, isn't the process itself a great happiness?
I thought I found it. Because I used to have a moment of indulgence like that. But I didn't insist...why?
Hawking is confined to his body, but his mind flew to the origin of the universe, which shows that the body cannot bind a person's mind. Andy is confined to Shawshank Prison, but he can see the blue sky beyond the walls, and the restraints outside the body can't really hinder a person's mind from racing. What is it that traps us? If it is not the material world, if the material world is not important, what is trapping me?
I'm sharing with someone now, my laptop is on a table in the living room, and I don't have a separate study, does it matter? Does this affect my thinking and writing? Why do I have to have a seemingly independent space to do it? In such a huge hall, I am alone at the moment, am I not independent enough? If there are distracting thoughts in the mind, where is the space independent? I think, I don't need to eat a lot, it doesn't need to be delicious, it's enough to eat. You don't have to live well, just keep warm. If you are really immersed in what you want to do, what is the importance of the external environment? They have no real connection with you. Life can be very, very simple and at the same time very fulfilling and joyful inside.
A few days ago, I watched "The Biography of Xiao Hong". There is a scene where she said to Xiao Jun, "You know, I just want to find a place to write in peace." This wish is so simple, but it is difficult to achieve, because she lives in a war-torn era. And what if someone with only such a simple desire lived in my age? Peaceful and prosperous, fed and clothed, she should feel how lucky she is. So, what kind of anxiety prevents me from doing what I want to do?
It is the tumultuous worldly desires and the so-called idea of success. If I don't do those things, if I don't find a good job, if I don't get a high salary, I can't survive. Or, if you are not filial enough, you will not be able to take care of your loved ones. These things have become my shackles.
But does one really need so many things to survive? Looking around, is there anything you can't live without? no. To what extent does the life of my parents and family really depend on me? No, everyone can live well individually.
So, it was me who locked myself. And use these shackles as an excellent excuse to escape from real thinking - what the hell am I trying to do? What kind of person do I want to be?
If I continued to run away and go with the flow, I might have lived a smooth and prosperous life, but when I finally looked back, I was not very happy, because I must regret that I ignored the eager voice that once sounded in my heart, I Ignoring it, I missed that opportunity to realize myself, and my life came to an end, and I couldn't start it all over again. I will also be annoyed, because I know in my heart that I was lucky enough to hear that eager voice, and that I foolishly ignored it, which would be the greatest regret of my life. If I continue to avoid real thinking.
——What do I want to achieve in my life, and how should I achieve it?
- What am I trying to do? What kind of person do I want to be?
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