Pi, like any of Aronofsky’s works, requests viewers to depart from their reality and take a step inside the paranoid and overly analytical mind of its protagonist, Max Cowen. Max, a gifted Mathematician, spends most, if not all, of the day cooped up his small New York City apartment studying numerical patterns processed from his customized computer. With his mathematical prowess and computer, Max is able to fully predict the outcome of entire systems involving numbers such as the stock exchange.
If you haven’t watched or heard of Netflix’s Black Mirror, I highly suggest that you give it a glance. Each episode of creator Charlie Brooker’s anthology series features a new cast and plot which explores the negative implications of technology use. Some entries are insights to what the future of technology may become, such as “The Entire History of You” which sees the invention of a product that records every moment a person has have ever experienced, whilst other episodes may simply display how technology can be used for blackmailing. The show aims to be extremely thought provoking and prides itself a little on how much it can frighten its viewers once the credits are cued. Although all episodes effectively do so, I believe none have done this as successfully as the fourth entry in the show’s third season “San Junipero“.
At its core, this episode is a love story following two young women, Yorkie (Mackenzie Davis) and Kelly (Gugu Mbatha-Raw), who meet in the party city. In true Black Mirror fashion, San Junipero quickly evolves past a simple romantic story and begins to explore the concept of life after death.
Part 6 of how “us” began.
At the Third, Darkness was confronted by the Sixth, our Guardian. A defining moment in our timeline that resulted in the dystopian “now” that we live in (maybe just you). For the first “moments” the Sixth stared at Darkness with peculiarity [Note! It is impossible for us Thirds to fathom the image of Darkness as “it” is an embodiment of itself. The entity’s appearances, therefore, are infinite making it impossible for our finite minds to imagine Darkness. Simply put, on the materialistic world (the Third) Darkness resembles the silhouette of a man standing in the foreground of a sunset. Indistinguishable yet anyone, anything could read the contents of its soul with ease. Pure Darkness].
Darkness neared and circled ‘round the Sixth. It neared closer and closer near our Sixth and let out the first line of a whisper when suddenly a great white light separated the two. Blinded by illumination, Darkness stumbled backwards and caught the faint image of 6 mighty beings. It was the other 5 Guardians and God. Instantly the white beings seized our Sixth and slipped back to the post.
Part 3 of how “us” began.
The 6 Guardians, also known as The “Sixths”, acknowledged the awareness of the Fourths and watched the advanced society peacefully from their post. “Time”, as a Third would say, passed and Darkness never reached Earth. God, The Leader, was so very impressed with The 6, that he offered them to leave their posts and help in the “push” through the cosmos. All accepted but only 5 Guardians went. God appointed one to stay and oversee the post at Earth. This Sixth kindly understood God’s request and remained at his post. The other 5 Guardians returned and left, left and returned, leaving the lonely Sixth distraught. He questioned “Why?” to God, to which God responded “Do you not see? When I reach the end of my ‘push’ there will be enough posts [worlds] for each of this cosmos’s Guardians to oversee and you all will be ‘Gods’ yourself”. The Sixth responded with joy and pleaded God to forget his questioning. God, of course, accepted. The other six Guardians and God continued their “push” through our cosmos.
Alone at his post, the lonely Sixth realized something “one day” in the Third, our society. It was Darkness. “How had it ‘slipped’ through?” questioned the Sixth. For the first “time”, the Sixth left the post and intervened in our world, the Third………
One of the aspects of life I ruminate the most on is indefinitely time. I often linger in my thoughts, in my sleep, questioning and hoping one day I unravel how it works. If it exists only to the human race as a unit in order to quantify what we call life. If there exists anti-time, a dimension elsewhere, or even elsewhen, where the you that woke up this morning has just awoken. At this very line, is there a me who has completed the post. Perhaps if I close this laptop and rest that me is erased and I proved that he hasn’t existed but I created a me who currently lays in bed haven’t I? Is there even a past, present or future? I mean the past was once a present future. Once the present happens it’s already the past and the future is simply an already passing present. Is it out of our cognitive abilities to linger outside our 3-dimensional prison? Is lingering in to the 4th dimension the next stage of evolution? Do such beings already exist?
Ask yourself this here and now “do I remember when I started reading this? Is there a me out there who has just started reading or a me that has always finished? Why do I keep following my time shadow?”