The Light Society - Ch 2 (draft)
CHAPTER 2: The Infinity Crystal
(The Fruit Of Trees)
“What is the gift?” asked the man in red.
"The fruit of trees." said Silver as he raised his left hand, holding up a circular glass disk, that flickered as it moved. By adjusting it in the sunlight, coming through a glass window high above the stone walls of their ancient modern cathedral, he could reflect the rays around the room, and into the eyes of the group. Myriad unique channels of iridescent beams scattered over the small congregation, silvered light flared and flickering to life like tiny stars inside the bevy of pupils, and a resonance was formed. A harmonic stillness.
“This is an infinity crystal and it does with light what we just did with sound. The infinity crystal is cut with a series of octaves in the glass. Exploring octaves with light and sound will teach you how to embrace timeless space. It is enchanting,” said Silver turning it over slowly in the light. “Within this crystal infinity exists, it lives inside the folds and bevels of the glass, to conjure infinity from the prism, you only have to ask. Dear enigmatic illumination, I'd love to share a dream with you," Silver sang into the jeweled glass, "A dream of infinite brilliance, of boundless love. Some of you understand the crystal field and how it can transform you, when we emanate a unique force field, resonant with the galactic wave, a spacial transformation takes place. With this harmonic crystal technology everyone here can be a creator of worlds,” said Silver as he handed the crystal to the man wearing green, as the echoes of prismatic light sharply faded into the distance, in vanishing corpuscular light waves.
“I wish to visit that invisible place,” said Green just before putting the crystal lens to his eye. He then turned his face to the light above to catch the spiraling illuminations. After some time in a trance with the illuminations he smiled and passed it to Violet waiting patiently for her turn of the glass.
“I can see the future, swimming in dark water beyond the sun,” said Violet as the funneling light entered the cupola windows. “I have turned my gaze to the infinite brilliance.” She said, a smile on her lips, admiring the wondrous infinity.
“Yes, Violet. It is all only a matter of distance traveled in the mind, of telescopic reality, the supernatural event horizon.” said Black.
The crystalline object was handed to the man in indigo. “I want to see the future,” he said adjusting his iris to the incandescent prism. “I see jewels of light, and I am a gardener among these illuminated plants quietly ready to swallow all.”
Blue stood up curiously and sang out, “Let me see the fiery outcast of light, in the hip of the earth, amidst a crowd of wings, an angel from the Gardens of Babylon.
"Yes, we can see the future, near the stone trees, near the honey milk, with a ferocious flame dancing on the tongue.” Silver witnessing the crystal being passed to Blue. “Let us sing it together. I can see the future," he sang in a slow melodic phrase and the group echoed it filling the room with reverberating song. "Blue, would you enter the center of the circle and reveal your voice that makes us tremble?” Silver asked.
“Some nights, I melted optical instruments, between my thighs, naked under the watchful eye of the moon, and save for the candle and chair my soul was bare." replied Blue, slowly standing to meet Silver's gaze.
“The sun never sets in this house but is wound about the sky. Remove your blue gowned and let the words move naked from your lips, and across your skin,” said Silver to Blue.
"I can see the future," the group chanted slowly.
Blue stood up removing her robe and begins to sing with Silver, and the group joined. After a few minutes the man in red began feeling for the outside world with his eyes, as if detaching from a spell. He got up from his place on the floor and began to walk backwards to the back of the room, toward a large wooden door, his mouth watering for some other experience. When he reached the back of the room he whispered toward Violet, from across the sound, “When the moon and sea meet on the shoreline we will eat open flesh.”
"I can see the future," the group continued.
"Can you hear the house echoing, as if responding to the incantation? This ancient cathedral, edged by the crystalline forest with bodies of glacial water, and wild fruit gardens, is yours to explore endlessly without fear of ever being told to leave.” said Silver. “I’ve traveled to town and seen the rows upon rows of children without clean clothes, the hungry wild cats on the hills howling at the earth. That is where, so lost I found you, where the chorus singers were, crossing the spine of the afternoon. “Blue,” he spoke to her. “Do you recall Gold singing underneath the stone fruit trees?” said Silver recalling when they met earlier that year.
Blue nodded and said, “I sat and ate with you on the driftwood, with my hair wet and braided from the river. It is possible to recall,” said Blue, as she danced naked closer to him. “I was leaving the market with eyes raw from tears and tormented by the sky,” said Blue. "I wished to come with you."
“That night we all dined on flesh and on each other,” said Yellow to Blue, who was now laying on the floor beneath Silver.
The man in red went out of a large wooden door in the back of the room. Once outside, he sat down on a bench in the arcade and there he heard in the silence the sound of running water, and a flute in the distance. He began to breathe deeply. The song of leaves faintly being taken over by a woodwind.
"There are angels among us,
leading us to the gardens of babylon."
Violet sensing the calm outside decided to stand and walked toward the back door following Red. She left the house and walked over to sit down with him on the bench. She turned to Red and said, “I’d really like to share a meal with you.”
“The rain has stopped falling outside. The ground is wet,” replied Red to Violet.
Violet turned her hand up to Red and said, “Follow me. I’m following the smell of honey.” She started to smile. The man in red gave her his hand and they walked down the arcade.
They found a naked boy in the garden out back carrying a tray of grapes under the heavy clouds. They sat and ate together and suddenly there, within the view of a moonlit forest she opened wide her mouth and took him in, rosy faced under the olive trees. “Better here than in a marketplace,” she said while kissing his lips.
“We have all been the subject of eyes, golden and emerald,” replied Red, removing Violet’s robe from her shoulder, revealing her naked skin.