From Makoto Shinkai fanweb, a recent update of Makoto Shinkai.
On the other day, my main machine (Power Mac G5 Quad) has crashed, so I had to send it factory to repair. It was a sudden occurrence without any special warning. I have lost the stored data in 1TB built-in HDD.
Fortunately, I backuped the data the day before (I backup double), so it has totally no bad effect on film making. However, much of my personal data was lost. Though I have thought I did, the backup about it was not perfect. I have been using PC for a long time, but such a big accident was first time for me. I was dazed when I thought about the lost data I had stored through years (I don't open them so commonly though), but I tried to change my mood by thinking what had been damaged was just data, not my body. On the other hand, I felt depressed thinking about "Where did I leave signs of the life somewhere except for the stored data?" (laugh). I needed almost 2 days to collect myself and think "I forget it anyway."
How do you figure that we feel depressed by losing the hundreds of GB through own carelessness still now, although we are surrounded by such a huge storages including online ones. For me, the crush was a salutary lesson.
About the accident, I need to say sorry for the viewers of my works because I lost all e-mails I had received before September 8th of this year. I received thousands of impressions by e-mail during there few years, and I was encouraged or took hints in making from each of them. I guess some of the e-mails took much time to write. It was my bad to have lost them by inadvertence. I'm very sorry for all persons who sent me e-mail.
I'll do my best in making works out so that I'll be able to get as much impressions as in past years. The making of new work Byousoku 5 Centimeters is in crucial stages now. Don't miss it.
-Makoto Shinkai
The question he posed regarding leaving signs of life elsewhere other than online was particularly striking. Not that I spend all my time and effort online, but when I think about the data I have now, all on hand for access at any time (DVD archives), I think "What would I do if the data were lost?"
Even this blog, perhaps, with my extended outpouring of creative energies into it, is hosted on just another service which could be terminated at any time, with no known way (for me) of backing all of it up. What would happen if I were to lose all these?
It might just be a existential worry that all humans have regarding the temporality of such things, their instability and prone-ness to flux and change, but such worries do consume people. Why else would they try to do things to prolong their memories after death? They want to mean something. If no one remembers you after your death, then you are well and truly dead. That's why it kinda sucks to be just an ordinary person. After the second and third generation that proceeds from you, you are truly dead. Such is the futility of life.
But all in all, such a realisation drives us to an understanding of how one should proceed with life. At high school, we might think "we are doing this in preparation for LIFE 1.0", which is somewhere along the way -- perhaps the carefree (we think, I certainly did) life of college.
Now at college/uni, I might very well fall into the trap of thinking "this is in preparation of LIFE 2.1", which is again, along the way, when you start a career. And then when you start working, you might not be too happy with it, and so again, it is preparation for LIFE 5.3b, which is when you get a super job with crazy income and have a house and have wonderful children and have big cars, go on cruises, holidays, etc.
Too bad when you reach that stage, you are again preparing for another version of LIFE. Until you reach LIFE (x), which is death.
Here I am reminded of an anecdote:
The American investment banker was at the pier of a small coastal Mexican village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. Inside the small boat were several large yellow fin tuna. The American complimented the Mexican on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took to catch them.
The Mexican replied, "only a little while."
The American then asked, "Why don't you stay out longer and catch more fish?"
The Mexican replied, "I have enough fish to support my family's immediate needs."
The American then asked, "But what do you do with the rest of your time?"
The Mexican fisherman said, "I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take siesta with my wife, Maria, and stroll into the village each evening where I sip wine and play guitar with my amigos. I have a full and busy life."
The American scoffed, "I am a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should spend more time fishing and with the proceeds, buy a bigger boat. With the proceeds from the bigger boat you could buy several boats. Eventually you would have a fleet of fishing boats. Instead of selling your catch to a middleman you would sell directly to the processor, eventually opening your own cannery. You would control the product, processing and distribution. You would need to leave this small coastal fishing village and move to Mexico City, then LA, and eventually NYC where you will run your expanding enterprise."
The Mexican fisherman asked, "But, how long will this all take?"
To which the American replied, "fifteen to twenty years."
"But what then?"
The American laughed and said, "That's the best part. When the time is right, you would announce an IPO and sell your company stock to the public and become very rich. You would make millions."
"Millions . . . then what?"
The American said, "Then you would retire, move to a small coastal fishing village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take siesta with your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings where you could sip wine and play your guitar with your amigos.
This then is the philosophy I picked up particularly from GTO Live Action: at no stage of life is it a "trial" for the "real thing". You are in the Real Thing already. Any other way of thinking is simply escapism. Since you are in the Real Thing already, live! For a cause, for yourself, for the hedonistic equation of pleasure, for something! And when you are finished, die FOR something, not OF something.
That is why even as I chase my dreams and ideals, I am going to be enjoying myself at every moment I can, whether it be in academic life or at work. I am living for myself. This perhaps is the key to optimism. On the darker side of the planet, it is why I am not too good at saving up, or investment. But it is also the reason I am a dreamer, and make choices for ideals rather than practicality (not that I am not a practical person -- I am not so out of touch with the world that I would walk around making dumb choices like I was a retard).
Why should I do engineering (or any other subject I don't like), knowing full well the uni course is going to be torture? When I come out, I might be guaranteed a job, or I might be paid highly after a year or so...but then what? No one is going to quit life after that has been achieved. You are going to keep toiling on at something you might not necessarily have a passion in, even if you have the skills and are raking in money. All for the sake of what? Retirement, when you can enjoy the spoils? Futility.