"It's like we were pals back then; we would do things together. Look at the knight armor at the met. The scary fish at the Natural History museum. I was always afraid of the squid and the whale fighting. I could only look at it with my hands in front of my face. When we'd get home - after my bath - she'd go through all the things we saw that day at the museum. And - And we'd get to the squid and the whale and she'd describe it for me. Which was - it was still scary... but it was less scary."
- Walt, to the school-assigned therapist, in The Squid and The Whale
The whale towers over the squid as a mighty beast that rules the sea. Compared to the whale, the squid is no problem; compared to the squid, the whale is THE problem. A monstrosity in size and power, the whale has the upper hand. The squid is terrified. Looking up at the troubles looming overhead, he makes his first move.
The two wrestle for what seems to be seconds, but is in reality eternity. The squid has always fought the whale; the whale will forever fight the squid. The fight may or may not be direct blows, nay, most of the time the fighting that is done is passive-aggressive on the whale's part: the whale blocks the squid from action, paralyzing it with fear. But the action is not whale-centered: the squid allows the whale to block its path, allows the whale to paralyze it with fear.
We are the squid.
The whale is the world we present to ourselves.
We tell ourselves that there is "this whale" or "that whale," and we allow ourselves to believe it. We make the whale, we draw it into existence. The whale would not exist if the squid were not to conjure it into existence. We are the greatest magicians, warlocks, wizards and witches the world has ever seen; we can conjure the greatest forces humans can wrestle with: fear, apprehension, sin. The whale is all of these things, and we the squid bring it into reality.
The squid wrestles the whale for what seems like eternity, but is in reality not any time at all. The squid looks to all sides: where has the whale gone? From whence shall it make its next attack? From which murky corner will it rise?
The answer is nowhere; the whale does not exist.
The squid is freed, once it knows how to see the whale for what it is. The whale is the squid. The squid is the squid’s greatest foe.
- Walt, to the school-assigned therapist, in The Squid and The Whale
The whale towers over the squid as a mighty beast that rules the sea. Compared to the whale, the squid is no problem; compared to the squid, the whale is THE problem. A monstrosity in size and power, the whale has the upper hand. The squid is terrified. Looking up at the troubles looming overhead, he makes his first move.
The two wrestle for what seems to be seconds, but is in reality eternity. The squid has always fought the whale; the whale will forever fight the squid. The fight may or may not be direct blows, nay, most of the time the fighting that is done is passive-aggressive on the whale's part: the whale blocks the squid from action, paralyzing it with fear. But the action is not whale-centered: the squid allows the whale to block its path, allows the whale to paralyze it with fear.
We are the squid.
The whale is the world we present to ourselves.
We tell ourselves that there is "this whale" or "that whale," and we allow ourselves to believe it. We make the whale, we draw it into existence. The whale would not exist if the squid were not to conjure it into existence. We are the greatest magicians, warlocks, wizards and witches the world has ever seen; we can conjure the greatest forces humans can wrestle with: fear, apprehension, sin. The whale is all of these things, and we the squid bring it into reality.
The squid wrestles the whale for what seems like eternity, but is in reality not any time at all. The squid looks to all sides: where has the whale gone? From whence shall it make its next attack? From which murky corner will it rise?
The answer is nowhere; the whale does not exist.
The squid is freed, once it knows how to see the whale for what it is. The whale is the squid. The squid is the squid’s greatest foe.
posted by Thinker Joe | 10:59 PM
1 Comments:
I cover my eyes during scary parts of movies and try to peak out, but im a wuss.... its why i dont watch scary movies...
And yeah, it sucks that the whale wins most the time (even if it doesnt exist)...but if i learned anything in marine bio...it's that it's possible for the squid to win.
It's good when the underdog wins stuff.
You can start hating the Yankees right about now.
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