Dark - Water - Weather - Gray - Unicorns
are the first words that come to mind when I think of The end of the world Haruki Murakami . You
Send a particularly fascinating for their subject matter: the walls of the world does not coincide with the walls of the mind, neither the physical nor the time and, if the physical boundaries of collapsing within the mental ones we could even experiment with the idea of \u200b\u200beternity.
The story of a man, a cibermatico, one who works with his brain as a kind of body cryptographer, storing data and confuse them with your subconscious, is a complicated work, which could lead to the implosion of the thin membrane that between what I see from what I see .
The physical world, a sort of post-modern Tokyo, is home in its depth, in the dungeons, monsters terrible, the Invisible , who live in the darkness, the impenetrable curtain of an unconscious savage and archaic. They are, perhaps, the unspoken traumas, emotions forcluse, the inner cave where we can not access without the risk to our own physical safety. They live in watery places, where water forms the perfect environment for them and at the same time keeps them in check. At the same time, which one? What the world out there or what the world down there, or even that of the world there? The time it shows, once again, for what it is: a relative concept to places, to perception, the space of events. And in the mind long you can last forever and forever in the mind can last five minutes in the world of things that touch.
There are, in addition to outright villains, those who are because they want to get hold of information on a secret project (which I can not reveal because of privacy!) And are called the Semiotic , and for a world of archaic symbols and forces that do not want to be interpreted, the Semiotic are too annoying.
... and then there's a perfect city but very sad and gray, where nobody seems to have feelings and they all live happily (?) An inactive life. Upon their arrival in the city are separated from their shadows, because it Scordino of bodies that were and remain for more than they are now, mind images of a refugee. In this city there is a fear that the Guardian does not leave out anyone, and who takes care of thousands of unicorns, who collect the dreams (lives?) Until the arrival in each city and a library where someone has the task of recording them.
there is only one way to escape: dive into the dark waters of a lake.
Recommended Movies: Blade Runner , Inception
Alessandro Motta
the reality of the shadows
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