think for yourself

Amparo 2022-04-20 09:01:41

Solaris has its own consciousness, can read the thoughts and memories of humans on the space station, and create "things" for them, but the protagonist has love for "Harry", can Solaris satisfy our wishes for us? But "she" is not human, and if you fall in love with her, wouldn't that be a betrayal of the dead Harry? Or Solaris' trap? Sculpting Time - Solaris is about a group of people lost in the universe who, whether they want to or not, have to take their cognition to the next level. It seems to be some very dramatic and unending quest imposed on humanity, with endless restlessness, pain, disappointment—because the ultimate truth is out of reach. What's more, when a person's behavior is not in line with moral standards, his innate conscience will force him to feel guilty. This means that the existence of conscience is in a sense tragic. Despair haunts the protagonists of Solaris, and the solutions we envision for them are all castles in the air. The way out is in dreams, in knowing yourself—the roots that connect you with the land that nurtures them. To them, however, this connection is essentially illusory.

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Solaris quotes

  • Dr. Snaut: Don't tell me you haven't tried a rope or a hammer. Did you happen to throw the inkwell like Luther? No?

  • Kris Kelvin: What was that?

    Dr. Snaut: I don't know. Then again, we've managed to determine a few things. Who was it?

    Kris Kelvin: She died 10 years ago.

    Dr. Snaut: What you saw was the materialization of your conception of her. What was her name?

    Kris Kelvin: Hari.

    Dr. Snaut: Everything began after we started experimenting with radiation. Wehit the Ocean's surface with strong X-ray beams. But it - incidentally, consider yourself lucky. After all, she's part of your past. What if it had been something you had never seen before, but something you had thought or imagined?

    Kris Kelvin: I don't understand.

    Dr. Snaut: Evidently the Ocean responded to our heavy radiation with something else. It probed our minds and extracted something like islands of memory.