The laity can not understand happiness
On the piano, on the end, on the other side, which I do not want to say. I just want to talk to this person 1900.
Everyone called him a genius, everyone crazy. 1900, from having this unusual name from, it is destined to be an extraordinary person. Eyes, applause and glory, ordinary people may end their life are not things, the same genius for 1900 as air commonplace.
But the eyes, the applause and glory are not very happy, not for long.
Movie has a scene so I am particularly uncomfortable: people around when the dance music around 1900, someone saw the Statue of Liberty, all of a sudden all the people Zuoniaoshousan flapping in the wind, leaving only 1900 lonely figure. No amount of glory can not save alone, now he non-genius, a poor outcast.
In fact, genius is the world's most unfortunate people. All geniuses are heterogeneous. And then the alien will not be decent people truly love. Those who tweedle-dropping 1900, when the sound of the piano in the end, they will Zaba mouth dispersed. 1900 such a genius more like a pet. People will love it, care for it, obsessed with it, but it went to the middle of the road to face Chi Speed, who would not pounce with their own body to block.
Only about 1900 trumpeter is willing to listen to heart rather than the piano man, he did not understand him, but he respected him. He respected fulfilled the 1900 full independence. If I see someone say that he was fat he will put 1900 stun, then drag disembark. I think this idea will not become a doomed him that fat, not 1900 as the only real friend.
If we seriously, let's say the 1900 trumpeter really get off the boat, how the story will be extended? We all know that the ailing trumpeter inability to find a new ship as a friend to find 88 keys and an end. 1900 will inevitably be rubbed off corners and mediocre, Red fall into a mortal.
Alive or to live at ease. This is also a problem. Select mortal anyway to live again, "alive" This thing in itself than anything else. The genius put comfort the soul see more emphasis, the life and death followed. It can mortal shame, but would rather die than genius. Each person got what he most valued, speaking no one more than anyone else lose.
I was not really defined in 1900 by the genius that word happy. Genius has been overused. I prefer to say that 1900 was ET. We live on this planet, I would like to express to speak. This is the human way. But 1900 does not belong to the human category. His finger was his vocal organs, attached to his heart and eyes. His bodily functions is human, and his perception of the heart are ET.
ET is amazing, but not surprising. Because each of us is ET.
Child, watching a primer philosophy "Sophie's World", philosophy teacher said, if you thought he might be a Martian? Do you have one day stopped to look at yourself and think: ".. I am an extraordinary presence I am a mysterious creature" - I do not understand. I watched everyone has two eyes and a mouth, I can not understand how these people will be exactly the same species different planet.
It was only later I discovered that the human heart is deeper than the sea and found a man and a man of the difference is greater than with the wrong heaven and earth. I gradually convinced that each of us is ET, at least used to be ET. We born when so vastly different, as gathered from all corners of the universe to the planet. We see the world through the eyes point of view, we head nurse intensity, we wet his pants posture, are so independent so flourishing.
We have very distinctive, fresh jump. But then, we are taught, is correct, is put into orbit. So we become a group of people on earth from one ET. Our fresh face submerged in the crowd blurred, at first glance no different. Only those coincidence, such as 1900, lucky (or unfortunate?) Preserved its independence and character ET, to become the eyes of the people on earth genius and heterogeneous.
Differences lead to loneliness. Paula saved a difference of ET bear strange eyes at the same time also under tremendous loneliness, loneliness far beyond mortal. As we mortals although still remaining are some differences, but generally look pretty close. We feel pain after falling out of love is greater than anyone else's, we embrace a loved one than anyone else consider themselves happy. But a cruel fact is: everyone's suffering and happiness are no different. We continue to repeat the same pattern.
We lost the personalized return for resonance. We seek the aid of artistic synesthesia, in human nature intersect part, wiping away tears comfort one another, or that balance each other (the original was also Cana than I am, at heart Lishu Tan it much). The man is known as a genius of the crowd standing outside, watching these somewhat melancholy like him are not his species. They ET by instinct of those cross-section, refine, enlarge, leading to heart. Those parts can never cross, as the lone source, so that they can never integrate into the crowd. They only hide their ship, and hid his inner world, living alone, and then die.
Nowhere to place our lonely
Some movies are after you've seen, no way to write thousands of heart surging, you head is full of thoughts but do not know where to finish, "Pianist" is such a movie so I let them go hesitantly.
After watching the film, my only feeling is lonely, really lonely. But 1900 is really lonely? Later, many times, I feel that he was not alone, he has full use of endless inspiration for the music, there are countless talented and a myriad of flow of notes. In fact, he was not alone, he let us alone, without the gorgeous genius is not born maverick capital is not good, there is no inherent not recognized filling and satisfying in this world, so we are lonely; we see him self from 1900 the lack of self-humbling uncertain, so we are lonely.
As a person exists in this world, we are from birth to death to be known as a wide variety of titles and identity. We are students at the school, but also professional title of the work, we were introduced to others; born when his parents took us a lifetime of code that is the name on the account registration we have to wait until eighteen years old to go to apply for identity cards is someone's child parents, friends and colleagues, in the end what is the real me? When these things are removed, we or do we do? We'll find yourself? 1900 is not a birth certificate of a child, he does not belong to any country nor our name in the traditional sense, if he is dead you can not find any information in the trace of his existence, could also not many people remember his presence, he has not store a grave of his body, but he was really there before, authentically lived, what he proved his existence?
I have always felt life was reflected in 1900 existentialist thought, he defy the rules, defy the rules of social recognition, he was afraid to refuse landing ashore in fact, contempt ashore. His presence is greater than the weight itself outside of its own recognition, he could easily defeat the originator of jazz and contempt, he said, he can earn countless fame by his talent, but he refused to music with their separation, he can go with the music explore the mind of all people, can travel in the music going, you can find to his love, but he did not go to ordinary people chase, which he gently thrown into the sea, he will recover towards the foot of land.
In the existentialist view, people living in a confrontation with his own disappointment world, and people standing in the world is uncertain. Who is also absolutely free and nothing to worry about lonely people rely on. Although people have freedom of choice, but he faced a future life is chaotic and there is no target. He just blindly into the future, he only knew the true end of life is death. Death as the final destination of life, has very important significance for the individual human existence. So existentialists are pessimists, in their eyes, life is a tragedy.
1900 was a tragedy in life is inevitable, he is able to anticipate the tragedy. "So the big city, no end in sight, not because I stopped to see because what is unseen, because the invisible things. Sprawling city has everything, that is not the end, I need to see the end of the world. On the shore, go from here? love a woman, live in a house, buy a piece of land, one landscape to look, walk a dead end, too many choices I know what to do. long endless, after thinking you are not afraid of a nervous breakdown? What kind of days off? I can not abandoned ship, would rather abandon his life. "
I like to close your eyes, listen repeatedly to play when friends help overcome seasickness 1900 piano, imagining myself sitting on the boat, with the swell swing. At the time the music is that you can devour a person, so you get carried away let you free, so that you feel their presence there is the pleasure of letting you feel very clear. You can feel the fly, to feel the rotation, can feel the jump, wanted to travel early spring, summer surfing. There is only better, only if there is good, I think this is life, there is a bright living presence.
Later I learned that life is actually most of the time alone, is nowhere to place our hearts alone, not to be recognized in this world alone. 1900 is lonely, so he chose a lifetime does not come ashore, and tall offshore floating city symbiosis dead, but what about us? We do not have one of their own city, let us place our loneliness, let's escape from everything they do not like, so we are more lonely and more miserable than 1900.
Many times, the world is again bustling noisy again, I'm just a person feel like being an island, but not so lonely when I placed it in a city. The city more and more disdain lonely, it does not allow you lonely it does not give you time alone, it makes you feel lonely is shameful, it'll make you into the torrent outside the hustle and bustle of the ocean of love, it is to you and everyone else, come ashore , go down the same road, a sight of the end of the road.
You refuse to integrate, then you have to bear a double loneliness, internal external, so you are more alone. And integration, it is a lifetime journey will not be happy, you are kind of floating marching on land, you do not feel your presence, you still lonely, lonely place to place
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