The Midwinter Horn
In the old territory of Twente, in the eastern part of Holland, here and there people still observe the ancient custom of blowing the midwinter horn every evening. Usually the horn (one meter in length) is placed over a deep well so the sound will reverberate far into the surroundings, relayed in this way from one outlying farm to another. In the olden days the idea was held that the sound would chase away the evil spirits that might bring disaster to man and beast. Long ago the Anglo-Saxons thought that in the dark days of the year, time stood still; and fearing that the life-bringing sun might be forever banished by the forces of darkness, they too protected themselves by blowing the midwinter horn. This tradition dates back to Pagan times.
If there were no hidden meaning behind the observance of this beautiful custom, one could speak of a meaningless superstition. However, it has a true and profound content, partly connected with man’s well-being and his protection against harm, but more particularly with the birth of the life-giving and ‘unconquered’ sun. We know that the Mysteries of antiquity were celebrated at different times of the year. The most important celebration began around the December solstice when the sun reached its southernmost point and started its return to the north. During these sacred seasons people of high spiritual stature, achieved by their own effort and sacrifice, chose to undergo certain initiatory trials with the purpose of attaining oneness with their inner divinity.
"People demand freedom of speech as a compensation for the freedom of thought which they seldom use."
I haven’t seen this film but knowing his fathers anime I would bet that this scene is establishing a fascist/imperialist story arc where the conclusion is a firm condemnation of said ideology. Out of context it’s lovely, though.
Don’t normally post anime stuff but I found this a rather poignant message in Goro Miyazaki’s film From up on Poppy Hill
Salvador Dalí with the picture of José Antonio Primo de Rivera, Port Lligat, 1966