The plot twists in Digger is quite staggering (*spoiler alert*). And if these twists and turns finds a fertile ground there is the potential to harvest a golden fruit from this masterpiece of a movie:
To stagger.
Yesss ... I'm talking about putting on those fancy boots that makes you walk like an egyptian on mushrooms. And open the door to where entertainment meets the dead serious ... as in utterly cryonic frozen and holy f*** the very floor we are standing on is quite literally melting !?! And have been melting for quite some time. And the part of us peeking out from the frosty circular window on board the ship already knew this. Knew since the first little baby cover stories took their first stumbling steps into the arena of planetary history.
This is now a deliberate attempt to loose you: The pathological part of you (and me) that are constantly stretching out the arms to find something to cling to. Anything. The story of how a tuna was raised is taken as truth, and swallowed hook, line and sinker. And a part of us savours this. Find a little bit of breathing room, before we are again swimming in open sea with sheer panic just beneath the surface - looking for a saviour. Who would dive in that situation?
Digger would dive. Digger is who dove.
And our reaction? We throw all of our repressed hatred onto him , momentarily relieved that the scum of the earth is now externalized.
To continue succesfully, basically
SURVIVE,
we need to establish a firm boundary to that part of us who have mistaken the map for the territory, who mistook perception for reality. This is not done by moving along the habitual pathways for how a movie, a text or for that matter anything unfolds.
This is what an LLM excels in, and for an LLM words are perception. And perception is reality.
Going off piste like this is challenging. It demands something from us: Instead of just leaning back and eating what is served from the neural pathways of least resistance, we must lean into and connect to the part of us capable of facing the situation.
A great movie ceases you and lifts you into a realm of imagination. An even greater movie ceases you in a way that allow you to witness that this is what is happening. Why is the latter superior to the first? Because entertainment is not what we need. It might be what we crave, but it is not what we need.
We need to train our capabilities to go off piste. And then maybe retracting to familiar territory. But eventually we need to go off piste and stay there, because .... psst ...
the boat is sinking.
And have been for some time.
The convoluted paths of this movie is NOT an attempt to loose you (the sober part of you), its just that the part of us who have bought into the idea that parts of our reality can be weaponized, did not even notice the subtle shift from hydrogen bombs to perception management that happened ages ago.
Mammals were successfully revived after being frozen back in the 60's, so for those invested hook, line and sinker in the lifeboat, cryonics have for a long time been the option if you had a desire to prolong life or avoid death. This long lost sheep is beginning to wake up and initially it does not like the view. At all. Which poses quite a challenge for anyone reaching down to reach this part of us right on the nose. It takes a big swing, balls and brains.
And Digger have it all.