two things that happened this last week: one, I went to see Inception; two, I read Wind, Sand, and Stars, the autobiography of Antoine de Saint Exupery who also wrote The Little Prince

So I know it is totally uncool to like major motion pictures, but OH MY GOODNESS Inception was AMAZING. As far as game theory is concerned, the entire movie is based on a series of easily followable premises (and some logical variables) and nevertheless captivates through creating these very real dream worlds. When in the dream, anything that is happening physically to the dreaming person happens in the dream world for instance. Consequently there are some really interesting feats of physics, which, as opposed to using CGI, Christopher Nolan chose to build sets on hydrolics… The results are incredibly stunning:

The storyline of the film is to break into someone’s dream (by “architecting” a dream that could feasibly be as real as their own!) and steal or implant an idea, which, in order to take, must be it’s simplest form so the dreamer assumes he crafted the concept himself. All I can say is it pushed all my right buttons and go effing see it.

In the wake of watching the film, I first though *maybe I should go to architecture school in Los Angeles* which, after you see the film, you might also want to do (or Paris…). But I shook that thought away fairly quickly realizing that the whole premise of the film: that you can create a dream world and invite someone in; that is what I want to be doing. Creating these dream worlds, inviting people in, and being there myself to document and share the findings of how people behave in ideal situations: under the premise of playfulness. That creating these spaces will help that playfulness spread, and you know, something like world peace ensues.

Big dreams, I know. Go big or go home.

Anyway, in the last chapter of Antoine’s autobiography, which reads just like any other adventure novel, he is traveling through the Spanish Civil War trying to recover Frenchmen who have be held captive by one side or the other. At one point he is where everyone is hiding, and in order to find out where a man is being held, the guy they meet calls out into the seemingly empty valley. The overwhelming response from all corners is “Quiet! Go to bed! Time to sleep!” Saint-Exupery writes,

“It excites us. You who read this will perhaps think that these men were merely playing a game. In a sense they were. I am sure that, being simple men, if you had caught them at their sport they would have denied that it was serious. But games always cover something deep and intense, else there would be no excitement in them, no pleasure, no power to stir us.”

In the end, the call and responder both say to each other, “good night, friend!”

“There words were not the same, but their truth’s were identical. Why has this high communion never yet prevented men from dying in battle against each other?”

(pgs 202 and 203 respectfully like woah.)