- Morpheus, The Matrix
- Six, Battlestar Galactica
- James Franco, Huffington Post
- Jack Sheppard, LOST
- The Fountain
Our mythologies across time and distance have each discussed the connectedness of all things, the ouroboros of natural boom and bust cycles. What has come before shall come again, but what changes? With each iteration, we human beings gain more individual agency, along a spectrum, in a social context.
And we look for answers. Is this all I am? Is there nothing more? Science Fiction is about who were are, now, but equally, it's about where we have come from and where we're going. It's a metaphor for unknown realities that lay tantalizingly beyond our perception - for now.
Cobb: You create the world of the dream. We bring the subject into that dream and fill it with their subconscious.
Ariadne: How could I ever acquire enough detail to make them think that it's reality?
Cobb: Well, dreams, they feel real while we're in them right? Its only when we wake up then we realize that something was actually strange.
Ariadne: How could I ever acquire enough detail to make them think that it's reality?
Cobb: Well, dreams, they feel real while we're in them right? Its only when we wake up then we realize that something was actually strange.
Who we are is not who we feel we should be. Nor is what it means to be human as distinct as we would like to imagine. Do we matter? What happens to us? If your focus is the individual, we are all doomed to end. That ending, though, is a beginning - what we leave behind becomes the matrix from which springs new life, both biological and social. Through this constant genesis, we all matter. We are what came before, we are what comes next - we are part of the whole.
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