by Emil Xaro
(Still being edited)
:: The Boutique::
Last week I visited a small boutique on Sunset Blvd, in Echo Park, CA. Inside there was an installation of a mannequin sitting at an old computer who appeared to be playing a vintage arcade game. I walked around the store. I saw geometric patterns on the walls and driftwood sculptures that had accessories strung over their limbs.
After having a look around I approached the register where a woman was sitting, staring at a large, flat computer screen. "Hello," she said and looked up from the screen to me for just a moment. "Is there anything I can do for you?" she said carelessly.
"Yes," I replied. "There is something I want to show you."
"Oh, what's that?"
"Would you please follow me, there is something you have to see," I said, and walked down the stairs, in the back of the store, down to the dressing area. At the back wall of the lower level I turned to wait for her in front of a floor to ceiling mirror. I could see her coming slowly. I watched her enter the hall and then studied her feet as she descended the stairs. She was wearing silver high heels, with a short green dress.
"What is it you wanted to show me?" she asked, while slowly walking down the stairs, a little annoyed at having to get up from her desk.
I waited for her to finish decending the stairs before I answered her, and I watched her body closely, her legs and the way she moved. Then, when she reached the bottom, I said, "Do you know what's beyond the trembling universe?"
"Trembling?" she replied, shaking her head in confusion. "I don't understand what you're saying?"
I pulled the glasses from my jacket pocket and showed her the lenses.
"What are they?" she asked, her voice growing curious.
"They help you to see the future," I said. "Want to try them on?"
"Sure," she said, grinning with disbelief.
I held them up to her face and handed them to her. "Put them on carefully," I said.
Slowly, skeptically she looked through the lenses, and then gently placed them on her face. With the glasses mounted firmly on the bridge of her nose, her pupils began to absorb the many images. Suddenly she became very dizzy, she grew faint and then, overwelmed by what she saw she fell slowly to the floor, her eyes locked on me closely in a state of wonderful fright as my image dissolved into the mirrors of the dressing room. She withdrew completely from her consciousness, and traveled deeper and deeper into the empire of her mind. She was not prepared for the glasses to free her mind in such a way, they were too much for her, they broke her image of herself.
I admired her form as she lay on the floor, an infant being reborn and emerging from the rejuvenating fire of the glasses, of its visions. I saw her body twitching as the weight of old memories were released from her subconcious. I saw the flickering light of ecstacy entering her face and I knew she would wake up soon.
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