Any thoughts? It just felt so real. Obviously I'm not dead, but was this more than a dream? A preview perhaps?
What a marvellously detailed experience you described. i loved it! i think Jung would have been absolutely delighted to try and make some sense of it. It's definitely better than his dream of the impending first World War
Your imagery is amazing; it could easily be Hades as the Director, with the three monitors Minos, Rhadamanthus and Aecaeus respectively. Of course, Victor Hugo in 93 portrays Rhadamanthus as a dwarf but i suppose that was really an allegory of JP Marat, so who's to know. Or Osiris, with Thoth and the other participants of the weighing of the heart ceremony, the strange, dwarf figure Ammit. The possibilities are pretty endless.
Your post also put me in mind of some of Neil Gaiman's works; where old god struggle to find relevance in the modern world. He's not the only author to employ that device by any means, but still it reminded me of him. Also, your description reminded me of the Great Northern Hotel in Twin Peaks, where there was always some oddball convention going on. And of course David Lynch is an immensely fascinating bloke, with his TM and all that.
But i think it reminded me most of Pinder's Olympian Ode, which i hope you will permit me to post a small section of, and still apt these 25 centuries later:
"When men die hearts that were void of mercy pay the due penalty, and of this world’s sins a judge below the earth holds trial, and of dread necessity declares the word of doom. But the good, through the nights alike, and through the days unending, beneath the sun’s bright ray, tax not the soil with the strength of their hands, nor the broad sea for a poor living, but enjoy a life that knows no toil; with men honoured of heaven, who kept their sworn word gladly, spending an age free from all tears. But the unjust endure pain that no eye can bear to see. But those who had good courage, three times on either side of death, to keep their hearts untarnished of all wrong, these travel along the road of Zeus to Kronos’ tower. There round the Islands of the Blest, the winds of Okeanos play, and golden blossoms burn, some nursed upon the waters, others on lands of glorious trees; and woven on their hands are wreaths enchained and flowering crowns, under the just decrees of Rhadamanthys, who has his seat at the right hand of the great father, Rhea’s husband, goddess who holds the throne highest of all."
As to the meaning of any of it, well, what's life's meaning? Im open to the possibility of visions of other planes, future events revealed ahead of time, strange encounters with external intelligences, just as i am open to neruro-receptors, chemical messages and synaptic feedback loops. I suppose the only real point is if it has enriched, altered or even just made your life more interesting, for a transient period of time, then that's got to be a good thing. I occasionally have vivid dreams, that stay with me long after the night in question.
Great read! Thanks for posting!
