My subconscious mind speaks to me in catch phrases and radio jingles.
“Sorry for the lack of light, I know YOU don’t mind the cave!”⚡️ *ZAP*⚡️ my ears ring, *psychic burn* *psychic zing* … The words, recalled from a few weeks prior – were said in passing by a client, as she directed me through her garage’s dark passageway to her studio.
“I know YOU don’t mind the cave!” – The words come into frame again, now highlighting the opening scene running in my mind – irl – current day – reel time, San Francisco, December of 2021, floating somewhere in the abyss between the end and the beginning…
The beginning. *fingers crossed*
*cross your heart and hope to die* – the kids say strange things sometimes, nevertheless – yes, let’s go with the beginning – the beginning it is! And I promise not to lie.
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Back to the opening scene, standing @ the entrance of the story – Here I am, on a dark, stormy night, standing outside my warehouse art space, fumbling around *endlessly* in my purse for the key to get inside. ((Doorway, Key))
A freakin eternity has already passed inside the black hole of my bag. The hesitant part of me hopes that another one will do the same before I have to actually face what lies on the other side. NO! I must find the key, now, before it gets too late.
The glow of a neon, star-shaped action bubble illuminates my subconscious’ current buzz-slogan now floating stage left above my head… The word “cave” flickers, shedding a little light on the subject of finding my key.
The neon catch phrase sign of this week’s running joke is the hero of this episode we see, as it watches over the bleary eyed traveler, sparking and sizzling to keep her .. me from falling asleep, curled up in a ball on the the entrance doorstep. Do I dare enter the cave…
(of wonders?)
“For madmen only”
*wait!- shit- wrong story!*
hmm…
“Abandon all hope, ye who enter here!”
*no no no DEFINITELY not THAT one*
tick tick tick… “Where is a freaking looking glass when a gurl needs one?!? A lion… a wardrobe? I mean I’m pretty witchy so, ya know… 😉
Somebody get the hook! Cut to commercial, roll the credits, Hit the lights!
🎶after these messages we’ll be riiiight back🎶
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Neon flickers overhead – “If the door were open, would you walk through?”
From the other side of the screen floats in the aroma of jasmine. “Would you accept your liberty, own your freedom? Would you surrender what no longer serves you to realize your true potential? Or would you stay curled up crying before the foot of the entrance gate, tortured by what you refuse to let go of?
*Mother?*
“It is your time child, you are ready.”
“Wake up my love.”
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X: Idk honestly… It seems like a bit of a psychological fire hazard if you ask me, somebody should pull the plug on that sign before anyone gets hurt out there.
Y: The great cleanse… in the streets… it’s nice, right? You know what they say – Out of mind, out of sight!”
X: Don’t you mean out of sight, out of mind?”
Y: Anyway, it is what they are asking for – to clear out the trash, we will comply. Just throw it in the basement, nobody needs to see that sign.
