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Tuesday, August 16, 2022

The Pristine Edge of Darkness

Filed under: General — Tags: , , , , , , — m759 @ 6:44 am
 

Westworld Season 4 Episode 8 (Finale)

Christina: Where am I? 
Maya: You're nowhere. Unplugged from the rest of the world. (Wind swooshing)
Christina: I'm alone again. In the walled garden. 
Maya: You're scared. So you brought me back. Talk to me, Chrissie. 
Christina: Everything is destroyed. Everyone is dying. I don't know. (Wind whooshing) (Leaves rustling) But I think it may be my fault. (Melancholic music playing) 
Maya: You know, people think they know what a tree is. They have no idea. What we see, it's only part of the story. But beneath the ground… everything's connected and working together. There's violence and chaos everywhere. And you can choose to focus on all of that. And that's all you'll see. But if you sit still… (Leaves rustling) …long enough… you'll sense an ancient order. A deep peace. (Breathes deeply) And that's what I choose to see. (Inhales) I see the beauty in this world. 
Christina: Yes. (Chuckles softly) I know the feeling. 
Maya: I thought you might. (Melancholic music concludes)

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From a college botany laboratory in the 1915
D. H. Lawrence novel The Rainbow

"Suddenly she had passed away into
an intensely-gleaming light of knowledge."

A later passage in the same novel, under
a metaphorical Tree of Life —

"She passed away as on a dark wind, far, far away,
into the pristine darkness of paradise, into the original
immortality. She entered the dark fields of immortality."

Some will prefer . . .

For further context, see posts tagged Screw Theory.

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