The Secret Order and the Big Tarocchi

- a dream in thirteen images -

Sacral Space
No residence permit - don't let them get you.
Two men wide awake - their corpses laid out as an experiment
The public must not find out

Middle Arcade
Long dinner table laid with damask cloth
Place of the secret order
nobody knows of it

Secret Society Members
They imagine I am a spy
The secret knowledge is in danger
Hidden glances full of suspicion

On the Way to the Altar
Silent whispering in the high hall corridor - sacral vibration.
A Blues Brother is standing there
Enticing me with concealed gestures

To the Table of the Lord
I follow my own way
My way is following the enticing man
Sparse sunlight falling through high windows

First Revelation
The Brother tears away a piece of brittle paper
part of an old painting
fingertips gliding over it - fumbling

The Creation of Eve
The painting lies open
Lecherous his glances on my face
Love players - bodies plastically - sensible

Reaction
Cool changing colours
Interesting variation of sexual stimulation
His hands trembling

The Solution
The "Hanged Man" - covered by yellowing
The man thrusts out his finger
- towards the divine light

"The Lovers"
Four times four pictures - one card is left
The old order re-established
Big arcanum - Arabic numerals

The Game
Powerful effect, intensified by the holy place
Yes, it is forbidden to me!
The man nods satisfied and remains silent

The Spy
Snooper with dark hat - hands digged in the coat
Paper stripes wrapped loose around his head
Eyes only to guess between slits - evoking fear

The Uncertain
His face concealed in the dark - peeping looks
Maybe he recognizes me!
With slow paces I leave the room...