I remember watching this in the end of a VHS of a disney movie, and I remember being contemplative, and people around me chocked and pained.
I remember that instinctual acceptance I had and could neither explain nor bother explaining or investigating.
And thinking about it now, forcing myself to put it into words and share it, I said it was a wholesome "horror" of nature, another manifestation of things beyond our understanding (for now) and proof enough we will always witness things beyond our understanding anyway.
In these times, I either remember Nausicaa or Major Kusanagi. That's the part where I am no longer taken seriously. It took time but I came to understand the open and proud disdain many have for fiction and/or animation: They don't think it holds intellectual substance.
Catalyzing ideas is not the property of one endeavor, it is the byproduct of the observer and some of the soul and woven purity the creator may leave within.
Between Nausicaa who would have accepted this phenomenon and believe in the wisdom of Nature without any proof, and Major Kusanagi who would have been reminded of the limitations of our given perceptions in the present physicality and means of acquisition and interaction we have, I find myself wondering whether I am torn between two dichotomies or able to rally them both. Perhaps together they can lead to an instinctual learning path that can perhaps unfold more understanding, and better means to understand Nature and what's around us. Perhaps if both tenets were held in a healthy balance within the mind, the observer aware of them as tenets instead of dogmas, able to listen to both and many more and respect the mental process and apply it without getting defined by it, perhaps then...
But what do I know? I'm just a fan of two drawn fictional characters
