Episode 3 on season 4 of Deep Space Nine called "Visitor" had an emotional impact on me, I cried and cried.
I picked a good one, because Wikipedia (today) says: ""The Visitor" consistently ranks in official fan polls as one of the most popular episodes of the entire series, often vying for first place with "In the Pale Moonlight""
It makes me think of A Season of Migration To The North. The son is literally drowning, and it's because of his identification with his father, in some way.
I think about former patients who parents or a parent went away. Their young minds unconsciously froze the rejection, personalizing the departure.
I think about the Buddha returning home after his enlightenment. His wife tells his son to go get his inheritance (she is angry her husband left). The Buddha gets him some monks robes and the tradition portrays his son in different ways, but one is that he was the most eager of disciples. Another is that he was fond of fanciful stories, and his father tried to ground him in reality.
I think about my own dreaminess. My own desires to write stories, and I wondered if I should turn toward science. There was a time when I liked science.
Watching Jake Sisko refuse to let his father go. His persistance does pay off, as time is changed. I think that's the biggest difference between Star Trek and all the science fiction I've read--the plot always resets at the end, so more can be created.
I thought about asking my stepdad to visit. I thought about asking my father to visit. I thought about adopting a father, like in The Last Samurai by Helen DeWitt. A plot summary on Wikipedia writes (today): "To stand in for a male influence in his upbringing, Sibylla plays him Akira Kurosawa's Seven Samurai, which he comes to know by heart. Ludo is a child prodigy, whose combination of genius and naïveté guide him in a search for his missing father, whose identity Sibylla refuses to disclose — a search that has some peculiar byways and unexpected consequences."
Basically he goes up to famous intellectual men whom he admires, and tells them he's their son. And there's always a lot of time that has passed, and they are the right age. And it takes them a while to figure out it's not true.
The search for the father is really a search for a person's identity. It seems like we're hard wired to identify with parental figures, and that biology takes a big part in that.
I had a therapist that hammered home on identification, and it's turned out to be tragically true. The only thing that confuses me is that does the psychoanalyst's story create a story in the patient that makes the story more vivid and begins to become active. I think on the other hand people blame the psychoanalyst for what's going on, when they are just pointing out what they see.
For some reason I want to read Big Russ and Me, Tim Russert's book about his father. To see a positive parental relationship (so I imagine). I have many models and heroes, but they are somehow not grounded. I want real heroes, that are within my grasp.
I picked a good one, because Wikipedia (today) says: ""The Visitor" consistently ranks in official fan polls as one of the most popular episodes of the entire series, often vying for first place with "In the Pale Moonlight""
It makes me think of A Season of Migration To The North. The son is literally drowning, and it's because of his identification with his father, in some way.
I think about former patients who parents or a parent went away. Their young minds unconsciously froze the rejection, personalizing the departure.
I think about the Buddha returning home after his enlightenment. His wife tells his son to go get his inheritance (she is angry her husband left). The Buddha gets him some monks robes and the tradition portrays his son in different ways, but one is that he was the most eager of disciples. Another is that he was fond of fanciful stories, and his father tried to ground him in reality.
I think about my own dreaminess. My own desires to write stories, and I wondered if I should turn toward science. There was a time when I liked science.
Watching Jake Sisko refuse to let his father go. His persistance does pay off, as time is changed. I think that's the biggest difference between Star Trek and all the science fiction I've read--the plot always resets at the end, so more can be created.
I thought about asking my stepdad to visit. I thought about asking my father to visit. I thought about adopting a father, like in The Last Samurai by Helen DeWitt. A plot summary on Wikipedia writes (today): "To stand in for a male influence in his upbringing, Sibylla plays him Akira Kurosawa's Seven Samurai, which he comes to know by heart. Ludo is a child prodigy, whose combination of genius and naïveté guide him in a search for his missing father, whose identity Sibylla refuses to disclose — a search that has some peculiar byways and unexpected consequences."
Basically he goes up to famous intellectual men whom he admires, and tells them he's their son. And there's always a lot of time that has passed, and they are the right age. And it takes them a while to figure out it's not true.
The search for the father is really a search for a person's identity. It seems like we're hard wired to identify with parental figures, and that biology takes a big part in that.
I had a therapist that hammered home on identification, and it's turned out to be tragically true. The only thing that confuses me is that does the psychoanalyst's story create a story in the patient that makes the story more vivid and begins to become active. I think on the other hand people blame the psychoanalyst for what's going on, when they are just pointing out what they see.
For some reason I want to read Big Russ and Me, Tim Russert's book about his father. To see a positive parental relationship (so I imagine). I have many models and heroes, but they are somehow not grounded. I want real heroes, that are within my grasp.
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