There exists a hell of an excellent universe nearby; let’s go
The new movie “Inception” is brilliant in many ways. First, the cinematography is gorgeous, the special effects, highly impressive and the plot line, the plot line is wild-a lucid dream in just a lucid dream within… well, to the next degree-so that poor Mal, (Marion Cotillard), Cobb’s, (Leonardo DiCaprio) wife- or rather the projection of his deceased wife, doesn’t know anymore which the reality is true, and believes an encounter with death will wake her up. Cobb has a only a slightly stronger grip where dream they’re in and for how long, and the cast of characters who elect to be involved in the shared dreaming take action splendidly as we admire their acuity to keep on mission. Needless to say, this seems all too fantabulous to believe, and although film is breathtaking to watch, and an action fan, I am not…
I’ll yield to a “magical” premise, and this film delivers play for the imagination hook, line and sinker in most that is magical about our minds, our intentions, our wills. Still, that’s not why it engaged me so intensely. I kept having this vibey thrill that writer/director Christopher Nolan may have downloaded from the collective unconscious of contemporary humanity in today and age, time and place, the challenge that we’re all facing, that is, to recognize that so-called “reality” is indeed not real. That individuals create it and may change it.
As a class in miracles fan-addict (no pun intended), I subscribe to the daily task of looking straight into the facial skin of television, to the tragedies that spread and leak and draw us into instinctual empathy, rage and hand-wringing throughout the planet, and remind myself that this is a shared dream un curso de milagros. Yes, even the physical pain that are a phantom limb.
If we are to believe the course, we are still in Eden only we work through the glass darkly. We have put on blinders and loped to the desert thinking ourselves cast out. And lo, that is what we experience, what we see around us. Our collective doom-trained minds heavy with a pang of free-floating guilt we can’t name-do what any non-lucid dreamer does-create from projection. We start to see the events of the world like they certainly were outside our personal egos, when creating something better is all a matter of a shift in perspective. And for most of us longtime seekers who are finding our answers in alchemy and ancient texts, obscure poetry, (Rumi, Lao T’su, Blake, Gibran ) along with occult secrets and quantum science, that shift is occurring.
One of the primary lessons of a class in miracles instructs us “There’s no world.” Just as Cobb and Mal experience reality in the deep netherworlds of their subconscious minds, we are alarmed at each turn by our own projections. “Inception” is the nifty trick of implanting a notion within an unconscious dreamer’s mind that the dreamer will carry into reality. In the film the dream-schemers are typical well aware when they don’t lucidly perform the steps of their preconceived agenda, they will be stalked and pummeled by the images their fear and anger have evoked. Indeed Cobb’s shadowy figure, his Jungian dark anima, Mal, seeks to down him in her own black hole and she works as any clever, ego-alien shadow worth her salt, to manipulate him to believe what she believes is real.
So here we are, Don Quixotes all, swaying with your swords out willing to strike at the false extensions of our own repressed emotion. Welcome to the dream world. We have journeyed definately not our source, forgotten that life is a game, and have, with our own source-power made this video so real we need an amazing glitch in the matrix to shake us free.
Yet like The Force Himself or Herself, (most likely Itself) we are geniuses all. We are many different aspects of God. Fallen, deluded, confused, no doubt, but our true Source isn’t concerned that individuals blame him. We made this messy world whenever we chose to step out of Eden. Adam fell asleep, it says in Genesis. It doesn’t say he woke up.