feel dead

Kiana 2022-10-22 05:52:58

It is like a bleak movie review of life 5 minutes before a person's death, seeing through all the white lines and boredom; having many women, but still lonely, until the understanding is finally rekindled, at that time, the ability of sex is gone, only stability The relationship and caring companionship are warm. Maybe it's the director's last meditation and desire after seeing the world: the warmth of the heart is not lonely; sex is just the tacit sharing or possession between the right people. The ending of sex can be nothing, but a glimpse in the crowd, passing by and having a cup of coffee; the ending of sex can also be the beginning of a lifetime of care and affection; however, long-term and meaningful marriages do not start with sex Yes, and it's not based on sex.

The monologue near the end of the priest is wonderful, we are all alone. There is also a monologue in the ear of the female voice at the end, which is also wonderful. Many of the endings of life are caused by an inadvertent choice in the early days, and a series of things started because of this, creating the ending. Destiny? Is there such a thing? What the hell am I doing, why would I understand? Do 20% of all living beings think about the whole life process when they live in the middle and early stages of life? How does it feel when someone in the 20% meets someone in the other 20%? Find someone like you? Smile at each other or share the same fate? Miserable? Therefore, everyone in the 20% can only live with the other 80%, watching them go forward to explore, watching the process of smearing their uncontaminated souls, and being led by them to smile and feel some taste. Watching this film, it seems that I have followed my whole life and died once. Of course, it will take about an hour before. Maybe that's how it compares. The ending song is also nice.

World is precious and it is more precious with you beside. Some places are just harbors and don't need to be day and night. I would like to ask, if you see too much, will you lose the enthusiasm for life, the interest and courage to explore, and the interest and meaning of life? Isn't life, or life, a living story?

There is no failure, no noise, no noise, no mistakes, no mutual understanding, no disappointment, no expectations, no smiles, then it is not life. Life is such a superficial, vulgar, happy life story.

So, be content with the insipid, that is life. See through everything, still taste the small happiness. Live happily with the people in the 80% cluster, accompany him/her for a lifetime, and grow old together.

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Synecdoche, New York quotes

  • Sammy Barnathan: I've watched you forever, Caden, but you've never really looked at anyone other than yourself. So watch me. Watch my heart break. Watch me jump. Watch me learn that after death there's nothing. There's no more watching. There's no more following. No love. Say goodbye to Hazel for me. And say it to yourself, too. None of us has much time.

  • [over radio]

    Millicent Weems: What was once before you - an exciting, mysterious future - is now behind you. Lived; understood; disappointing. You realize you are not special. You have struggled into existence, and are now slipping silently out of it. This is everyone's experience. Every single one. The specifics hardly matter. Everyone's everyone. So you are Adele, Hazel, Claire, Olive. You are Ellen. All her meager sadnesses are yours; all her loneliness; the gray, straw-like hair; her red raw hands. It's yours. It is time for you to understand this.

    Millicent Weems: Walk.

    Millicent Weems: As the people who adore you stop adoring you; as they die; as they move on; as you shed them; as you shed your beauty; your youth; as the world forgets you; as you recognize your transience; as you begin to lose your characteristics one by one; as you learn there is no-one watching you, and there never was, you think only about driving - not coming from any place; not arriving any place. Just driving, counting off time. Now you are here, at 7:43. Now you are here, at 7:44. Now you are...

    Millicent Weems: Gone.