10-07-2020, 12:20 AM
I get the sense that this dream has cycled around and around and around again and again and again. That's why the mask and the face are the same. Nothing is new. The procession ever is the same.
The regressed, unconscious masculine power gobbles up the unconscious immature feminine power while the unconscious mature feminine can only acquiesce. And the half-conscious immature observer simply looks on, similarly entranced and powerless while hoping to avoid witnessing the final act.
The sense of anyone having a "choice" is smothered in the mindlessness of the sinkhole of indifference. It's a brutal and symbolic portrayal of an ancient prostitution and sequestration of the life force for selfish purposes.
And it's very pertinent to our time, I would observe.