The Curse of Awareness | Russell Geoffrey Banks

The truest words were from Nietzsche, when he said that any man who knows too much, he can't fit in anywhere. And that's the curse of awareness. Once you start to delve underneath the surface, that's when you realize the whole world is not so simple. And you start to see people for who they really are—and their games they're playing, and that fake confidence, all the ulterior motives. And you realize this whole society is built on lies. And people, they're sheep. And once you see that, you can't unsee that.

 

 » What hath happened unto me? How have I freed myself from loathing? Who hath rejuvenated
mine eye? How have I flown to the height where no rabble any longer sit at the wells? «

Thus Spoke Zarathustra.

 

So you try and try to tell people. But they say to you, 'Oh no, no, you're overreacting, you’re crazy.' So, you stop talking. But you're still observing, you're still watching. But you know you don't belong anymore. And it's not because you think you’re too good for anyone. No, no, it's because you've seen too much, you're watching everything, and now you know you can’t go back to how it was anymore. An awareness that isolates you. And it's the price of clarity. Because the crowd says, 'move away.' But then, at least, you know who you are.

Can Penguins Go Insane? | Werner Herzog

These penguins are all heading to the open water, but one of them caught our eye: the one in the center. He would neither go toward the feeding grounds at the edge of the ice nor return to the colony. We saw him heading straight toward the mountains. But why?

 

Nihilist penguin?

» Could he just have had enough? «

 

Here he is, heading off into the interior of the vast continent. With 5,000 kilometers ahead of him, he is heading toward certain death. Could he have just gone crazy because he has had enough of his colony?

 

Reference: 

Werner Herzog (2007) - Encounters at the End of the World.

The Function of Remembering | Chris Marker

I will have spent my life trying to understand the function of remembering, which is not the opposite of forgetting, but rather its lining. We do not remember. We rewrite memory much as history is rewritten. How can one remember thirst?

 » How can one remember thirst? «

 

» I’m writing you all this from another world, a world of appearances. «

I wonder how people remember things who don't film, don't photograph, don't tape. How has mankind managed to remember? I know: it wrote the Bible. The new Bible will be an eternal magnetic tape of a time that will have to reread itself constantly, just to know it existed.

 

Sans Soleil - Sunless — Chris Marker, 1983.

 

[ Full original French film HERE - Full English film HERE ]