Reading Goethe's Italian travelogue with wife and it's mostly geological musings.
"Went to the Classical Hall in Munich. It was ok."
"Found some FINE Tirolean MINERAL in the Natural History Museum. Already own some of these bad girls but always happy to spot 'em in the wild."
There's something deeply resonant rabout Zeus transforming into various natural phenomena to possess women. Sometimes you want her so much that you'd rather be a STREAM of GOLD, a SWAN, a BULL, a....
A striking scene in "Phantom India". We see some locals performing rites, adoring their deities, and doing seemingly random movements like rubbing their face and spinning around in circles and making hand gestures. And frankly it all looks quite meaningless and arbitrary, but also oddly familiar. And then I realise, this is what a Christian Mass would look like from the outside. Obviously the specific movements and chants are different, but there's a universal language underneath, the language of rituality and religion, and yeah, it's pretty much the same even though Christianity and Hinduism couldn't be further from one another. And suddenly I see the human mammal performing these fundamentally useless actions. Like yeah, obviously religion has a meta-function, we're all post-rationalists here, I'm not doing fedora atheism, but you know what I mean. Religion is, at least in the immediate, useless. It doesn't pay the bills, so to speak. And yet we all do it, or nearly all human societies do, and in a very similar way. A Hindu ritual and an Aztec ritual (apart from the human sacrifice bit) and a Catholic ritual would look remarkably similar to aliens, precisely in their arbitrariness.
If you're looking for a documentary narrated by a sensitive French existentialist who wanders around 1960s India trying not to judge but keeps accidentally filming metaphysical horror and beauty, boy do I have a title for you.
@BartokianN "Mr. Gates I wrote a 5 act comedic drama in iambic pentameter in which you save humanity from malaria and Melinda is a villainous hag, mayb you read?"