Memories, Dreams, Reflections

Life is deep rooted, like rhizome:

Life: has always seemed to me like a plant that lives on its rhizome. Its true life is invisible, hidden in the rhizome. The part that appears above the ground lasts only a single summer. Then it withers away—an ephemeral apparition. When we think of the unending growth and decay of life and civilizations, we cannot escape the impression of absolute nullity. Yet I have never lost the sense of something that lives and endures beneath the eternal flux. What we see is blossom, which passes. The rhizome remains.
—Carl Gustav Jung, Prologue from “Memories, Dreams, Reflections”.


Major Motoko Kusanagi

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The net indeed is vast and infinite.
—Major Motoko Kusanagi, Section 9, Ghost in the Shell: S.A.C. Solid State Society.


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