I admit that the reasoning story around scofield is very interesting, and I also thank the plot that he has to repeatedly escape from prison, or more precisely - constantly face the challenge of how to get out and how to get in, this sense of absurdity makes my emotions Pulling away from it, I can't help but wonder - does this really happen.
Sartre said: The other is hell. In my opinion: I am a prison. Now human beings can walk on the surface of the moon, but they cannot walk on their own bodies, their own senses, their own experiences and prejudices-the "self" lives in the prison, and the prison is mainly composed of "the id", if your part can escape Get out there, congratulations, that's your "superego" (I'm not responsible if this definition doesn't match the psychology textbook). That's why we always long for transcendence, but we finally find ourselves in it.
If you just live, just exist, you only need the "self" to eat and sleep. The later the TV series is, the more people feel that Scofield and others must fight the company to the end, otherwise they will not be able to survive at all. Why was his life so hard? Why don't the other millions of Americans have to be so unlucky? Not so. It wasn't like that from the beginning.
It is unfair that Scofield's brother was sentenced to death in prison, but from another point of view, people are always going to die, and there are more injustices in the world. Scofield is certainly a man of temperament, but it is not that he has not worked hard for his brother. He can keep petitioning, and the lawsuit hits Washington. Even if he goes bankrupt, he is worthy of his brother's spirit. Then, we living people, after all, have to "move on". Ordinary normal humans choose this way. But Scofield made a different choice. He chose to go beyond the ordinary. And once this transcendence begins, it cannot be stopped. Otherwise, Scofield would still sit in the design institute and draw drawings like my colleagues.
Each of us is in our own prison, and through this extraordinary "single cell"—the word is a simpler word—to connect with the outside world, to feel the outside world, to feel the other, to feel the truth. This feeling can only approach the real and can never be real, but it doesn't matter, it's enough for us to live - if someone can't live, that's normal, and autistic people do. This shell is not only physical and physiological, but also ideological, social, institutional, and the here and now to which we depend and are confined. Most people are usually satisfied with this existence.
I often think - people often tell me, you don't need to think so much, you can see that everyone doesn't think about anything, maybe they can live better... Some people say bluntly, you're just arguing, it's useless to clean up , are you smarter than others... In fact, I don't have any intentional feelings - if I do exert some force, I think everyone just doesn't understand my feelings, and for me, I have to do the same, this is a start It's a game that can't be stopped casually, although I can't guess the ending.
2008.09
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