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Originally Posted by Protoclown
What the hell does that have to do with the movie "Pi"?
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Here is part of review about the movie "Pi":
The film follows Max, a brilliant but troubled soul who crunches numbers to predict the order of nature. He follows the stock market religiously, not for financial gain but to prove there is a predictable order to the system. Max's reclusive lifestyle and antisocial behavior keeps almost everyone away, and his only friend is a former teacher, Sol.
In his search for a predictable order to the universe, Max stumbles across a 216-digit number that some Jewish scholars believe is the name of God. Sol warns Max to forget what he saw and concentrate on other pursuits, but his discovery becomes an obsession that could destroy him.
Besides the Jewish community pursuing him for his discovery, a Wall Street analysis firm relentlessly chases Max for his accurate stock market predictions. Between the two, the reclusive Max is forced into the public eye and to the brink of insanity.
My point is that certain pursuits render themselves meaningless after a while when they lead to just plain obsession with no practical benefits forthcoming. What practical purpose does it serve using drugs to chase the "art rainbow", so to speak, when no one understands your meaning or even to point where your art is not even aesthetically pleasing anymore but just plain disturbing, disgusting, or whatever. I'm just asking here.
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