In this dialogue, Salvador Dali, the great surrealist painter talks with Life to gleam the meaning of life. Can they shake each other up and start the conversation?
Life: “Mr. Joyce will you stop my streaming of consciousness for a minute.” I am really trying to use my meditation program to unplug from my devices.
Dali: “You paint with words like I make ‘time drip’ and ‘slip and slide through reality’.”
L: Paper towel, orange, little teeth under the pillow will grow and grow. You better slow and slow before you get whiplash from your dreams.
D: Use misinterpret my life’s work. I am a provocateur or shock and awe to you new children.
L: I am awake. I feel the earth beneath my symmetrical feet. I eat the fruit of spirit: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control.
D: But, I must make you angry.
L: Yes, but out of gratitude for your gift, I am willing to practice a form of happiness to drag some ‘life’ into the room.
D: But the room is pitch black. How can you see anything?
L: Don’t be silly, I bring the light I give and receive from life savers like my friends and family.
D: Don’t make me blush you great handsome one!