The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Chapter 1686 Bruce Wayne and the Chamber of Secrets (10)

"What exactly is madness?"

Schiller stood up from the sofa and walked to the side of the screen. He glanced around with his slack gray eyes, as if he didn't see anything, but the people he looked at immediately noticed something different. His morbidity does not seem so calm and full of mystery, but seems to be full of a kind of passion that ordinary people cannot understand.

He stood in the center of the room like a big orator and asked everyone. He seemed to be looking forward to the answer, but he seemed to be looking forward to interpreting the answers given by others. A strong desire to comment and tell made him It looks like an artist searching for himself inwardly, and a hunter chasing answers outwardly.

"Pathologically, all the madness people feel is because of something wrong with the way their brains work."

Bruce was the first to give an answer, but everyone knew that this extremely rational view must be followed by a turning point. Sure enough, "but" appeared in an invisible way like a hound chasing a rabbit.

"But the most meaningful part of the study of madness has never been how the sick brain works after something goes wrong, but how it goes wrong, which involves a series of complex sociological, psychological, spiritual The problem of disease can be called a comprehensive subject.”

"And if any researcher doesn't pay attention to this process, and takes it hastily, or if this process is compressed into a very short time, and it is completed overnight by a mysterious existence that does not need to be explained too much, then we say It's a step away from madness."

Schiller nodded slightly, but he didn't comment immediately, but turned his head to look at Pamela. Pamela showed an attitude that I agree with him, but I still have my own point of view to say expression, she sorted out her language a little, and then said.

"The moment of madness is like a dividing line. The world before and after is completely different for the individual human being, and the part we call art is not what is behind this dividing line, but what is before that makes madness Yes, the first half of a lunatic's life as a normal person."

"Suffering cannot create strength, but tragedy must produce art. The part we have to appreciate carefully is what happened in the first half of the lunatic's life, including the loss of form and quality in the human social structure, frustration and emotion in the process of interpersonal communication, and loss of heart in the process of self-experience. That tragic part of the human race reflected in immorality."

"If the fruitful fruits of human civilization are like towers above the ground, explaining how our rational logic can create miracles, then the madness caused by these tragedies is like an abyss below the ground, explaining how our chaos is What makes art must be admitted by anyone but a certain rhetorical rhetorician to be part of the beauty of the human mind."

Bruce turned his head to look at Pamela. He knew that Pamela barely understood Schiller's thinking palace, but she still described everything about Schiller's thinking with a precise and amazing metaphor, which seemed to be carefully crafted by God Inspiration is a treasure accompanied by crazy gifts, which cannot be replaced by any rational analysis.

"But usually, this group of gods, I mean, the group of gods I know, the gods in our universe that can bring people crazy, we usually call them the existence of the depths of the stars, they just exist because of human observation Crazy to hear them, but only because humans can't comprehend their existence, they're more like a natural catastrophe, just in a way you can't look at."

Strange said this, but he wasn't trying to excuse the gods, he just wanted to take this opportunity to understand why this was so, and what was the meaning of this madness that most of them couldn't understand or understand.

"I understand what you mean." Constantine nodded and said, "They just exist. Human beings went crazy when they tried to understand them. This madness was not imposed by them, so whose sin is this?"

"Really?" Schiller asked: "The child, the girl who attacked Harley, did she go crazy because she communicated with the existence in the depths of the stars? What about the previous one?"

"I'm not completely sure." Strange replied: "The connection with the demon god is more like a kind of fatalism. It's hard to tell whether the believer found the demon god, or the demon god chose the believer, so this kind of accident often occurs—— The two sides are incompatible, and because the demon god is too powerful, it is always human beings who are injured."

"But we can't turn all the children into flowers in the greenhouse because of this, so that they don't get in touch with the powerful existence in the universe. It's just a slow death for human beings, and someone has to stand up."

"Do you think that these crazy attacks in the school are just the consequences of the failure to communicate with the demon god?"

Strange was silent, because he could clearly hear that the dangerous Schiller in front of him had a different opinion from him, and he was not entirely sure whether it was just an accident or not.

"It's about what insanity is. We take the thinking out of philosophy and symbolism and talk about the practical stuff. When a mentally ill person who has fallen into madness attacks others, the choice of the victim will be obvious. tendency?"

All the people present frowned, this was a question they had to think about, Constantine hesitated and said: "I heard that many mentally ill people attack others because they saw hallucinations, and other people in the hallucinations Man has become a monster."

"Is there a pattern in the way he sees hallucinations? Is it destined to see that terrible vision in people weaker than him and people who cannot resist after his attack?"

"Nonsense." Strange shook his head and said, "There is no such possibility at all. If the disorder of the brain affects the visual and auditory nerves, then the visual and auditory disturbances caused by the abnormal nerves are completely random. There cannot be any reliable law, otherwise it would not be called disorder."

The frowns of the others deepened. Obviously, they realized a problem. Why did the attackers of the crazy campus attack attack the low-grade humans so purposefully?

"We hear about cases like this all the time." Schiller began pacing in front of the screen, bowing his head slightly, and said, "A mental patient ran into the street, stabbed a woman, an old man, or a child with a sharp object, and because of his condition Found not guilty."

"But under normal circumstances, a responsible psychiatrist will not give such a person a mental diagnosis that was in the onset of the attack, because it is impossible for a mental patient who has truly exhibited symptoms of neurological disorders to choose the target of the attack."

"The aggressiveness they show is more due to the need for self-defense after seeing dangerous hallucinations. The vast majority of injuries caused by mentally ill patients are made suddenly in close contact with medical staff. caused by physical collision."

"There is no real lunatic who can hold a sharp weapon, open the door smoothly, walk down the stairs without falling, rush to the street, and carefully select a victim who is almost powerless to injure. Mental illness is just a defense. excuse."

After Schiller finished speaking, he looked at Bruce. Bruce shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "Like the clown, he is the opposite of madness. He is logical and well-planned, and he doesn't have any symptoms of poor neurological performance. social personality."

Zatanna heard the meaning of their conversation, she touched her chin and said: "Indeed, if the madness caused by the existence in the depths of the stars you mentioned is the kind of thing that can't be seen directly The resulting nervous breakdown, then how could the attackers who rushed down the corridor still use magic with their wands?"

"In fact, the two magic attacks are both very precise. The first one is aimed at the head, and the second one even has a tendency to predict the attack." Constantine commented objectively: "I don't know if the mage apprentice in your universe probably What level, but he is considered a good player here, and some people can't be so accurate with a gun."

"This is a kind of guided and directional madness, not pure chaos and chaos." Schiller concluded, and then he looked at Strange and said: "The most angry thing about Harley and other Gotham people The point is that he uses madness as a disguise for crime, he is desecrating the art of human tragedy."

"Why does he use this as an excuse?" Pamela said coldly: "Since he has the power to drive people crazy, why doesn't he destroy what he wants to destroy openly, or is he actually afraid? ?”

"Okay, let me sum it up."

Constantine sighed helplessly, because he was the most normal human being in this room and felt that he was caught in an absurd tragedy. He didn't know whether art could be born in this tragedy, he just felt that he was going crazy, so He had to sort out his thinking and said.

"The man behind the campus attack, we assume that he may be a powerful existence like a demon god. In fact, he didn't naturally drive these students crazy because of his existence, but he may control and manipulate them to pretend to be crazy. .”

"And you." Constantine glanced at the people in the room and said: "You admire the tragic stories that lead to madness, and you can appreciate the art born from them, and think that the actions of the black hands behind the scenes to absolve themselves of guilt are against the achievements of half of human thinking. Gross blasphemy."

Schiller turned his head, as if he was a little surprised by Constantine's ability to summarize, he just glanced at him, and Constantine's state was probably, "I want to find a crack in the ground to get in, but even if there are ten million I'm not sure I'll have a chance to get in through the cracks in the ground," so he just slumped there and didn't speak.

"People born in the city of Gotham have more opportunities to receive this art than others." Pamela said in her indifferent tone: "We are walking on this road until one day we touch to that line, and then spend my life proudly making this crazy art of tragedy."

Bruce said instinctively: "Frankly accept that we have become monsters shaped by the tragedy of the first half of our life. Whether others can understand it or not, we all enjoy ourselves by appreciating this art, just like... like bats."

They all understood his metaphor, and they all understood that this should be the path he should take. This is the path every Gotham person must take. When they completely crossed the crazy dividing line, It is the tragedy of the first half of life that makes their madness still have artistic quality, and they can still have abundant inspiration bursting out of it, so that they still have the ability to appreciate beauty.

It is this ability that makes them different from other madmen, creating a kind of lucid madness that is unique to them, even genius, energetic, capable of representing half of the thinking achievements of human beings, and can even be said to be amazing. Fascinated.

"Let's talk about Miss Harley Quizel again." Schiller's voice echoed in the room.

At the same time, the blizzard hovering over the Himalayas that had been on the screen finally subsided, and it was a night darker than the night of the snowstorm.

And at the center of everyone's discussion, a girl named Harley Quizell left her dormitory in the darkness.