One of my favorite is Chirs Nolan’s inception and it’s all about the workings of the mind, the world and dreams and imagination and there’s a key motif that recurs throughout the film and that’s the power of love. To fill you to envelop you in feelings of grace and faith and safety. Like this cosmic safeties, intersubjective safety that you experience when you create a universe with another person and there’s a line; I’m going to paraphrase it from the film that really sums up this feeling and it goes like this:
You’re waiting for a train. You don’t know where this train will take you but it doesn’t matter, because you’ll be together.
I’ve stared into the iris of a lover’s eye. l’ve cried as she cries, we’ve shared an experience of being moved together, we’ve both been absolved from our contradictions, we’ve experienced this rapture in rhapsody and I know for a fact that this is exactly what the film meant. In this line, it’s like you no longer worry about the future because you are now into the forever box with this person holding hand in the Garden of Eden, and my God, is that an intoxicating experience to fall out of that love is to be burned.
Breakups are death practice. You fall into the fucking void. How do you recover from them and how do you get over that burning in the belly? That anxiety, that trauma, that is so afraid of experiencing, that death practice, again and again and again. Every time you look at a pretty girl walking down the street and so this is my ongoing unfolding, this is my journey, this is my yearning to find that person again and to be absolved from my fears and to say to myself, I don’t know where this train will take me but it doesn’t matter because we’ll be together.