I was surprised by why he had such a weird title, and even more surprised by Herzog's par. and cal—He s, "On Land Bat"—He insisted madly The 30-ton, three-story iron ship leaped over the top of the mountain; "The Mystery of Caspar Hopper"—He stood outside the distance of human experience, looking back at the innate weakness of human beings.
In the autumn of 1828, a young man of less than twenty years old was found abandoned in the square of a Saxon town in Germany. Caspar Hopper's given name Some say he was an outcast, some say he escaped from an English Puritan prison, but that can only be guesswork. People only know that he was locked in a kiln since birth, isolated from the world, never seeing sunlight, flowers, trees, or animals. At first he was handed over to a circus by the town's authorities for people to visit, and then an old teacher took him in and taught him to speak, spell, play the piano, and many other worldly things. He was attacked by unidentified people twice, and the second attack took his life. At that time, only five years before his "birth".
In the beginning, dancing wheat waves, tranquil sky, rich but lonely, affectionate Canon, oil painting-like tones, long shots in the cellar, ragged Casper and his new life about to begin. In the square, the figure gallops away. Leaving Kasper's rigid body, people looked at him with curiosity, looked at him, and witnessed his birth in the civilized world. He was as innocent as a newborn baby, ignorant of the rules and order of the civilized world, but his innocence was like a sharp sword that pierced through all the splendid coats and false decorations of civilization.
Why is everything so difficult for you? Why can't I play the piano as easily as I can breathe? " Experience and innateness have long been settled in our hearts. If we haven't practiced the instrument, we naturally don't expect to be able to play the piano. all of which I am unable to explain to Casper. Faith is a reliance, perhaps a deception at all, and the poor missionaries look so pale in the face of Csper's innocence. Full of hope that he would have God in the dark, Kasper said, "I didn't think about anything in prison." I can't imagine that God created everything without using anything. " The spread of faith turned into naked brainwashing. "You must believe it! There can be no doubt. " People use it cleverly because there is no way to prove the existence of God. Anyway, because there is no way to prove that God does not exist, there is a certain rationality in existence. People's consciousness is placed in people's consciousness, but there is also some accident that rolls out of people's consciousness, but people don't want to admit it. They would rather indulge or be complacent in self-awareness or God's conscious control.
Perhaps science is no different from faith, and it leads to the same complacency and overoptimism. The wise professor wants to show off the charm of logic and deliberately makes things difficult: there are two villages; the people in village A only tell the truth, and the people in village B only tell lies. You meet a person at a fork in the road leading to the two villages. There is only one way to tell which village he is from. What question should you ask? The problem is revealed through logic; the double negation kills the liar; the professor is intoxicated and self-absorbed; the maid has no idea; but Casper has his own thoughts: I should ask the man whether he was a tree-frog. For such an "absurd" answer, the professor repeatedly denied that this is not a suitable question; this cannot be a question; this is not logic; logic is a question of reasoning; and Casper is just explaining the question.
The maid argued that she could understand Pascal's question, and that the poor philosophy professor had to defend his authority and dignity desperately; understanding was secondary; reasoning was the most important! The slogan "art for the sake of art" may be worth mentioning in a certain context. I am afraid that the behavior of logic for the sake of logic can hardly represent any value except as self-showing capital or niche games. Human nature sometimes makes science seem so unreasonable. Those civilized people who think they are advanced try their best to put on a face that is superior to others. If they can't make others feel ashamed and ignorant, they will become angry.
An aristocratic gentleman who is intoxicated with his own kindness wants to adopt Casper, but he can't tolerate Casper's inorant behavior. Civilized society has long lost the word "pure". The so-called adoption is entirely out of the satisfaction of the vanity of "kindness" and the superiority and curiosity of being in the upper class. Those people are like wolves to me. " Although Casper couldn't understand the world, he saw it so clearly. "For me, I came to this world in a terrible autumn." The birth of the civilized world is a kind of sadness for Casper. He simply and directly pierced the vanity that civilized society firmly believes in. The world will not tolerate it, but the seemingly unexpected attack is destined. This world does not allow him to question, ignore, or even exist!
Civilized society sternly annihilates humanity with its righteous words, and all those who have been baptized by civilization take it with ease, usually mild and friendly, as long as you appear submissive enough. How easy it is to have a quiet conscience! The Christians burned each other and really thought in their hearts that all the teachers and disciples would do the same thing as they did. After Casper's death, it was found through autopsy that his brain and liver were abnormally shaped, which greatly comforted the unease of those civilized people and proved their healthy thinking.
Civilization is like a market. Those fast-packed goods do not allow you to think. Casper is obviously difficult to integrate into this market. If you hesitate a little, you will lose the opportunity for transformation. Either transformation or destruction, there are only two endings in the machine chain. Everyone is for himself; he believes so, and he believes that others also believe so. God, science... These unreasonable beliefs are powerless in the face of doubt. It is also creepy to think about the motives behind those good qualities. Why are masquerade parties always fascinating? Don't think this is a foolproof method of concealment; even the best perfume can't mask rotten odors.
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