(1)
Cobb and Mal were sitting by the sea, and Mal looked into Cobb's eyes tenderly.
"Cobb, I don't think this is a dream, this is the real world, this is our Garden of Eden."
"Do you know the difference between this and the Garden of Eden?" Cobb asked with a smile, tilting his head.
Mal turned his head to look at the horizon, the sun was setting, and the golden afterglow of the setting sun cast the two figures on the sand. A flock of seagulls drifted freely past their field of vision. But she felt that something was wrong with the picture in front of her. She raised her watch in a panic, and saw that the time display turned out to be in the morning, 10:15.
Turning his head, Cobb grinned wickedly.
"The difference is that the world of Eden wasn't created by Adam and Eve."
He leaned in, reaching into Mal's beautiful hair and kissing his neck. Then into her ear, "And we make our dreams. We are God."
Mal smiled knowingly, the sun quickly disappeared over the horizon, and a brilliant starry sky rose.
Cobb looked up at the starry sky in amazement, froze for a moment, then smiled knowingly and said, "Good job!"
(2)
Miles is sitting in a cafe in Paris called Ce rêve bleu.
He is considered to be the greatest psychologist in Europe since Freud, and his contribution to dream and personality theory, human-computer interface is considered to be a revolution in the field of consciousness research.
He's waiting for his former protégé, now son-in-law, Cobb, who he recently heard from his daughter Mal, who happens to be in Paris.
When the son-in-law came in, he just finished reading today's morning paper. After the greeting, Miles' expression became as serious as in his graduation defense.
"I heard you've been creating your own dream world with Mal recently?"
"It's... a kind of dream architecture exercise."
"But it takes a long time for you to build a world."
"Oh. Haha." Cobb smiled slyly, leaned a little closer and continued:
"You know the approximate time ratio in dreams through the analysis of the fractal structure of brain waves. It is equivalent to 20 times in reality, then if I continue to have a dream in a dream, 1 minute can become 400 minutes, then 8,000 minutes, or even longer."
"Dream in a dream? ... Hehe, you Very clever."
"I was inspired by the Koch curve." Cobb leaned back in his chair and smugly ordered an Americano.
Miles fell into deep thought, and raised his head slowly for a long while, "It's a bit like a paradox like Achilles chasing a turtle, but the most dangerous thing is far more than that."
"Dangerous?"
"When you walk too much and forget yourself Whether the awakened world is the time of reality.”
[Note: 1. Koch curve is a simple example of fractal geometry, and its length tends to be infinite through constant iteration.
2. The famous paradox proposed by Zeno, describing a myth that a good runner can never catch up with a tortoise. ]
(3)
The top is spinning.
The top spins constantly.
After watching that movie a few days ago, I bought a spinning top from a stall outside the theater.
I took this top out of my pocket when I was doing laundry on the weekend, and suddenly curiously put it next to the sink and turned it up.
So it spun like this for about two minutes - obviously too long for a top.
I'm not really dreaming, am I? I pinched myself.
Ha ha! I really woke up! Familiar ceilings, familiar curtains. Just a nightmare. call!
In a daze, he turned on the lamp and stretched out to wash his face.
But when I pushed open the bathroom, there was a spinning top next to the washbasin!
(Four)
Saito convened the board of directors urgently, and all the directors were present. Outside the window of this spacious and almost extravagant conference room was the bustling Kyoto.
And far away on the other side of the Pacific, Robert Fischer also held a board meeting overnight, and his father's death did not dampen his confidence.
Saito announces that their new adversary will have a completely different style than his father, and may soon organize his new staff to attack.
Fischer is determined to claim that it will respond to a new round of financial crisis in a more flexible way, but more importantly, repel the opponent's challenge.
Saito understands that this kid's rashness will give a fatal shake to his family business, and he has implanted too much self-confidence in Fischer by "laying the foundation".
And Fischer's dream is simple: to win the world.
But he didn't even realize that his opponent, Saito, had the same dream as him, and had the same dream as him...
(5)
Yusuf is obviously not his real name. It was enough that others knew that he was a pharmacist.
He once formulated the hallucinogen LSD-25. This powerful illegal drug has enlightened countless minds, but also made countless hearts go astray.
After that, he began to consult various folk texts of various ages, trying to discover the real biochemical mechanism from the various medicines used by human beings, so as to verify the efficacy of these ancient prescriptions.
The herbs used by the shaman gave him a religious experience of the divine, and Ma Fei San in far-flung China left him without pain for three days...
In this way, he became an empiricist guided by modern science. Or a witch medicine apothecary.
On this day, he saw in the newspaper the news that Miles, a famous European psychologist, won the Nobel Prize. Some of the discussions on the theory of consciousness in the interview made him very excited. It occurred to him that maybe, as a pharmacist, he could help Miles.
So Yusuf went to Paris to meet Miles.
Obviously, from the first impression, Miles didn't like him: maybe Yusuf was too nervous and couldn't make it clear; maybe Miles completely believed that Yusuf was a folk scientist raised by drug dealers.
But Yusuf has his own style of doing things. Finally got a second chance to meet, he made an appointment at Ce rêve bleu cafe.
Miles took a sip of his coffee and didn't seem to feel wrong. But he did listen to Yusuf's explanation very patiently, and felt that the young man in front of him had clear thoughts and quick reactions, and he might be a very powerful assistant.
The meeting ended happily. Yusuf said goodbye and walked down the road in Paris.
His heart was churning, wondering if it was morally past for a pharmacist to win a chance by drugging his employer...
(6)
Ariadne had heard all the legends of this senior, she was just lost that he was not on Facebook and on Twitter, or she could find him simply by searching for Dom Cobb.
She doesn't consider herself a fragile and affectionate little girl, but when she saw him, she seemed to realize that she had been looking for him for a long time.
Some people you have never met will also make you feel familiar. Ariadne thought about it, and read the book—she didn't read it seriously at all.
It's a book about the Riemann hypothesis, obscure and long, like Proust's stream-of-consciousness novel with the length of Dostoevsky.
Ariadne thought about what Senior Dom had said when they met: "In a dream, you create the world and at the same time know the world at the same time." The
reality is nothing more than that. How objective is to be objective? Only the subjective is absolute, the objective is always relative. If so, what is the difference between reality and fiction? Isn't everyone in the online game "Real World" living in a simulated reality? Don't people who have seen "Matrix" also doubt the reality and purity of self-consciousness?
She thought of Berkeley, who proposed material nothingness in the seventeenth century, and every ups and downs of pure rationalism. She felt a little tired, but she also had an inexplicable excitement.
Ariadne knew that Dom Cobb would know the answers to many of the questions in her head. She was more looking forward to the long conversation with him on the bench outside the library door than to completing a dream mission together.
At that time, he was young, handsome, and looked like the male lead in "Titanic". At the same time, he was very intelligent, and he was soaked in the beautiful daughter of Professor Miles, Mal. Then disappeared into the crowd, and heard that Mal took his own life as well.
The sorrows and joys in the world are so repeated, so he looks a little uneasy today, and there are not so many legendary arrogance in his eyes.
Ariadne was curious, to Cobb, and to Mal; to the challenges of the task he faced, and to the world behind the man.
[To be continued, please wait for the second wave! 】
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