You may not believe in magic but something very strange is happening at this very moment. Your head has dissolved into thin air and I can see the rhododendrons through your stomach. It’s not that you are dead or anything dramatic like that, it is simply that you are fading away and I can’t even remember your name.”
Leonora Carrington (The Hearing Trumpet)
the recital of dreams
You DO know that you are a dream don’t you?
Do you realize how completely alone the Divine Being is?
All that there is is only this Divine Being.
Our Beloved, our Self!
To hide from the Truth the Divine Beloved dreams that It is You!
And Me and All of US!!!
An infinately multiple personality
Look deeply inside of your self.
You will find only Me.
You and Me and Me and You!
But one of us is the other’s dream…
One of us must, in the end, die the death of a lie and the Other return to its aloneness.
But what good is this Truth?
Shall we not have pity on Our Self then and continue dreaming that We are You and I and I and You?
Let’s us live a little longer in this dream
Until we can no longer look into each other’s eyes, fool our selves and see another.
One day my dear mask, my poor victim, That shall crush in upon you and wash you helpless into an ocean you have long forgotten like a grain of sand.
Drowning, you will be forced to release yourself and return to Self.
Leonora Carrington
