September 18, 2014

Dream CXLI

I was David Lynch, and I was being honored at a long festival in which most of my films were being screened.  Several of the cast and crew of my films were in attendance, and one of them gave me a gift--a DVD containing four of my earliest features, which were basically footage of some monster parts and a lot of vague dark footage, combined in different ways to tell stories about creatures that tempted and then absorbed their victims.

Later that night, I began to watch the DVD, but the films were a little too frightening, even for me.  While watching one, something distracted me from across the room, and I noticed something odd in the night sky.

I gazed up at the Moon and saw strange reflections and shadows on its surface.  Somehow, I was able to deduce from this that there were large meteors headed toward the Earth.

I published my theory online, and the scientists of the day agreed with me.  There were a number of competing theories about when these meteors would strike, and no one seemed to know what kind of damage they might cause.  I felt certain they would arrive in exactly one month's time, and that they would destroy the earth completely.

When that day arrived, I invited the same festival attendees from earlier to my house for a celebration.  I felt that since the Earth was going to be destroyed, we should celebrate among friends rather than wallow in gloom.  Laura Dern and Charlotte Stewart sat next to me and we all looked up into the sky.  I held up an imaginary wine glass and said, "Absent friends" and everyone followed suit.

I looked up into the sky and saw the meteors streak overhead, in a blaze of bright light across the face of the Moon.  They roared loudly and flashed brightly as they headed toward the ocean.  On the water, several boats turned and started rapidly toward the possible impact zone.

That seems kind of dangerous, I thought, but then I reasoned that if the world was going to end, one might as well have a good seat.

The meteors hit and there was a spectacular explosion.  We were all sitting behind a thick plexiglass plate facing the ocean, and I wondered if we were protected from the debris.  Suddenly, I wanted the Earth to survive, and I wanted to survive along with it.

Soon, massive chunks of debris sailed toward us through the air.  The plexiglass shield held, but more and more of it sailed overhead and began smashing buildings.  Our party broke up as people started to seek more durable shelter.

After a few moments the debris subsided, but someone mentioned that what we'd just seen was meteor debris--that there would be a second wave of objects the meteor has destroyed.  Soon enough, chunks of wood and rubber and brick sailed toward us as well, and we were treated to a second spectacular sight of destruction.

I had a shelter with thick concrete walls, and I thought for a moment about retreating there.  But I decided to ride the storm out.   I thought, if I can survive, unaided, perhaps I can help the Earth to survive as well.