Daily Archives: April 22, 2017

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Stacked rooms now: this is where The Musician begins to understand why he’s here, in this particular spot in this particular time. He’s unfolding who he is.

We’ll start at the bottom room, situated about 10-12 feet above the sea floor. Here we have apparently the same figure that rides the two seahorses, looking at a book this time entitled “Art Oluja lolcats book”. Direct reference to The Artist, then. The figure also has a name: “Visionary”.

The book can be thumbed through. All pictures within seem to depict figures in some state of repose. But what of the lolcats? Perhaps just a title carried over from a previous incarnation. Is the true visionary really asleep to the world around him or her, then? In tune with the inner world of dreams and fantasy instead?

Crumpled pieces of paper fill the air above, perhaps emitted from the book in some way. Are these dreams not fulfilled? None depict sleeping figures, however, but are more abstract. George (teddy bear) and The Musician gaze upward as a two-headed being.

Let’s move one room up, then, a taller, narrower one with long, “dripping” windows.

Within: two glass jars nestled in a bed of grass or weeds. The plot thickens…

Each jar has an attached notecard which may seem identical upon a glance, but read differently when examined closer. I won’t quote these in full, just say that one seems to represent a happier childhood wistfully remembered, with the other depicting a darker childhood better escaped from than trapped within.

The rider of the pink seahorse seems to look on in interest. Or perhaps this room is her immediate destination?

And then The Musician enters the highest of the three stacked rooms, seemingly above the same size and shape as the lowest. One object lies within, a doll figure named “Matryoshka 6”. The Musician touches the figure…

… and it flies apart into pieces.

But then, as The Musician watches on astounded, the shapes begin to fit back into each other one by one until the whole is recreated. This goes one step beyond a 4-n-1. It is a 5-n-1. But I think the 5th could represent the sum of the parts. A Steve Jobs quote about The Beatles could be relative here:

“My model for business is The Beatles. They were four guys who kept each other’s kind of negative tendencies in check. They balanced each other and the total was greater than the sum of the parts. That’s how I see business: great things in business are never done by one person, they’re done by a team of people.”

Wikipedia article on Matryoshka dolls:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Matryoshka_doll

The Musician visits one more room this night, a solitary one again with attached, streaming kelp like the “Cloud Room” looked at yesterday, but darker in tone. Barren within this time as well.

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The Musician finds he’s teleported directly into an hitherto unexplored room tonight. Sweet. He sits in a rocking chair and starts to take it all in. Two pictures of men with their head in the clouds adorn the walls around him. A light bulb with a covering reminiscent of the spinning spheres in rooms previously visited hangs behind the chair. We’re above water now. Nothing is spinning. Head in the clouds. Definition:

http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Head%20in%20the%20clouds

This may represent living in a fantasy, as in being unaware of thoughts spinning around your brain. Your head is not present — obscured. Working theory, anyway. Let’s see where it goes.

The windows aren’t square in the room. This one, for example, is more kind of pentagonal in design. The Musician looks out at the rooms he’s already visited, including the one with the largest spinning sphere (top left) and the fear monster (top right). This is a dramatically different place here, however. More Earth-like. More normal. One could rock a lifetime away here, head in the clouds. The Musician must move on.

Hexagonal windows here. Perhaps coffin-like, even. But is it some kind of illusion? Are all the windows, viewed objectively, actually square? The room seems like the stuff of dreams. Paradoxically, the underwater, alien enclosures seem more real in ways.

No… do not rock too long here, Musician. You must roll.

Seeing that this room, all above water, is white like the half water filled room visited in the LEA11 04 post, I decided to take a comparison shot. The half water filled room still seems to gleam whiter. More heavenly, pure.

The “cloud room”, as we’ll call it for now, isn’t tethered or tied to the ground like the other rooms already visited. The tangles of kelp streaming down from it do not reach the sea floor. Yes: cloud-like.

Next (to the immediate east): 3 rooms stacked one on top of the other…

… but first The Musician takes a closer look at a pale figure riding an oversized, spotty pink seahorse, and fronting a large central structure from his angle.

And on the other side of same, a similar figure, but with a slightly different pose and on a pure white seahorse now. The Musician will keep these matching figures in mind when exploring further.

And then just panning around the area before returning his attention to the stacked rooms to the east, he finds this: yet another white figure, and with its face just above the water, turned heavenward.

We have another theme.

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