Symbiosis

Adelle 2022-04-19 09:01:05

In many relationships, I am out of place, like a revolving door. People who come and go pass me, look through me, and after a while, enter the life behind. I remember the moment we passed by, but I don't know who to mention it.

Human growth has two states, independent or symbiotic. We are born dependent, step into society, and become independent. At the age of thirty, when standing in the heaven and earth, someone stood by our side, so he turned into a morning and a night. Later, the new life begins a new independence and symbiosis.

It should not be overlooked that independence is also a kind of symbiosis, and we live in symbiosis with ourselves all our lives. Many works of art refer to another me in the world, that "I" is just like the line in "The Fifth Element": in me.

In "Thinking, Fast and Slow", Daniel Kahneman mentioned how System 1 and System 2 work in the human brain. I simplified the two systems into thinking and subconscious. When I read this book, for the first time, I faced the subconscious mind as an independent entity—the person who grew up in me, before all of my consciousness, day and night.

Since meeting her, my life has been a game of finding out why I love things.

For example, when I watched "Harry Potter" as a child, once Harry was in danger and was dying, suddenly a elk appeared in the woods, and the antlers turned into light to dispel the evil and save him at the last moment. Later, he crossed back and stood in the woods, watching himself struggling by the lake, waiting for that person to rescue him.

It wasn't until Harry saw his soul that he was pulling away in strands that he had no choice but to raise his magic wand and save himself. After the light disappeared, he realized that the person he had been waiting for was himself.

The above is the version I remember, which may deviate from the original plot. I like this impossible event caused by the interlacing of time and space. If the memory palace really exists, it must be placed in it. I don’t know whether it was deliberately put in by someone or it was just wandering in.

I gradually discovered that many problems in life are caused by myself, my emotions are my acting, and my choices are also caused by my thinking. I started to find myself and learn to understand myself. The plot of the movie I saw a few years ago turned out to be what I was doing, as if it had been predicted.

"Know thyself" is engraved on the wall of the temple of Delphi in Greece, an eternal compulsory course. In my superficial interpretation, the things that I can remember in my heart at a glance are one of the clues to explore myself. Various memories plant love in my heart, and the response of love is mutual acquaintance. This kind of love cannot be imitated, because the appearance of a person's true love for himself cannot be revealed, only inward. Search all your life, and pick up more things that fit your heart along the way.

I reverie, what we love without knowing it, is what the subconscious mind at that time chose for us. The subconscious mind plays a long game of "see when you'll find me" with us.

When we reach a symbiosis with the subconscious one day, just like Harry and the elk, there will be beams of light in our hearts. When people who are flowing with light meet, they can communicate without words.

I like Salinger's saying: Love is wanting to touch and withdraw.

The hand that was withdrawn was placed on the chest. Shimmering diffuse. Let it be strong and touch you.

I'm not talented, I can't write such a beautiful sentence, I subconsciously add a sentence, and I hope to blame it lightly.

The article was first published on the public account [Ten Muren]

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Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban quotes

  • Hermione: [gazing at a crystal ball] Can I give it a try?

    Professor Trelawney: Yes, sure!

    Hermione: The grim. Possibly.

    Professor Trelawney: You know, my dear, the moment I looked into your eyes I knew that you did not have the mind for the noble art of Divination.

    [looking at her palm]

    Professor Trelawney: See? Right here. You may be young in years but the heart that beats beneath your bosom is as shriveled as an old maid's, your soul as dry as the pages of the books to which you so desperately cleave.

    [Hermione gets up and leaves, angrily]

    Professor Trelawney: Have I said something?

  • Sirius Black: Sorry about the bite, I reckon that twinges a bit.

    Ron: A bit? A bit? You almost tore my leg off!

    Sirius Black: I *was* going for the rat. Normally, I have a very sweet disposition as a dog. In fact, more than once, James suggested that I make the change permanent. The tail I could live with. But the fleas? They're murder.