Tenses Curve
The dreams, they're becoming more frequent, the ones about purity, of internal cleansing, of reaching higher levels of everything. This morning, I re-entered the scene during post-production of a Mastercard commercial. Not promoting the use of credit, but resisting it. The pomp and rush of the retail season, the senseless spending, the jovial circus atmosphere dies and dies and dies, and finally just dies off completely, and on the right side of the silent, black screen, the Mastercard logo, then on the left, in plain font: Tenses Curve. Not an exact syntactic rendition of the dream-feeling but intellectually I know precisely what I mean for it to mean: bad tendencies in time just die away, if only you last long enough.
Those transparent 8" cake domes they put over cakes to keep them fresh. The hit of this Christmas retail season (everybody's getting one) are objects which look like those domes, only these are fully enclosed and watertight. Instead of cake, there is an inch or so of water along the bottom and a swiftly rotating glass disk above with a small hole in the middle. As the disk turns, the water shoots up through the hole, creating what appears from the outside to be a refreshing light mist which mushrooms up and inside the dome, a pristine waterfall of absolutely clear water that erases the flaws in everything it touches.
From the outside that's what it appears to be, but in this dream, in the time of this dream, people have reached a high enough level of existence that, as easily as they once simply drank water, they are now able to introject the purifying essence of this object directly into their soul, and their very nature is renewed, their spirit flushed of all ailments. This is coming, this is far far away, but it is coming. For now, it is still something we have to wake up from. But I know this is where we are all heading, if only we last long enough.
- Monday, December 10, 2007 at 03:38
