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Crystal Moon Day 2 - Yellow Cosmic Seed Year - 31 May, 2006
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I was talking to someone about autosufficience in the production
of petrol (read: about countries that produce all the petrol they
consume so they don't have to buy from otehr countries). The person
told me to picture a situation, and I instantly got disembodied.
What I saw was a row of men on a beach, all with their feet in
the water, facing the sea. Each different in apparence, different
in clothing. Different nationalities. All of them facing the ocean
with the looks of someone at war: someone who wants to look heroic
but knows the danger they're into.
'Right now the petrol situation is stable, and all countries are
finding their ways to get what they need of it. It might however
not last like that forever.'
A giant wave started approaching the men. It was over five metres
high, gigantic.
'A crisis however might come, and the price of petrol will go
up again. In that case, a lot of countries will no longer be able
to stand the prices.'
The wave got them. I could instantly see some of the people being
thrown away by the power of the wave. They were thrown away with
such strenght they probably died or drowned.
'Some countries, will try and survive the crisis. Of course, it
won't be a comfortable situation to them.'
Indeed, as I zoomed around the mess, I could see some men bravely
surviving the power of the wave, facing it with their mands held
close, giving their chests to the wave as if they were inviting
it to battle. Resisting. I could easily identify the French, the
German and the Brittish in that situation, and some others.
However, what surprised me was yet a third set of people to whom
the wave didn't seem to show any effect. It was as if it was going
through them without actually pushing them away. They were showing
no signs of fatigue or intense use of strenght.
It was as if, to them, there was no such a thing as the wave.
'And that's,' the voice finished, 'why autosufficience in petrolific
production so important.'
I woke up and ran to a notebook to write the scene down. I forgot
to write what happened before it, so strong was the imact of that
scene.
Notes: I didn't know my SubConscious was so political! This
was a in increadible experience, I could feel the horror in the
men who were devastated by the wave, and I could feel the tough
resistance the other people had to show, and I could feel the
indifference to the wave.
My country has reached autosufficiency this year. We now extract
all the petrol we need. Maybe the ongoing discussions about petrol
everywhere made me have this dream.
Also, do notice how it, theme set apart, seems to be like a metaphor
to life itself, and to the Capitalist society, the society ruled
no longer by goverments, but by the market.
That was intense. |
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