Holmes took a newspaper from the table, with a photo of disfigured “Danaë” and, pointing by his finger on the marked paragraph, asked to translate it.
I began translating:
“Today’s world is full of cruelty and violence. In the end of 20th century more and more works of art become the victims of maniacs. Rembrandt is the leader in a field of such crimes. His paintings attract madmen with a peculiar force”.
Listening to me, Holmes was remembering something (as he said afterwards, he remembered the conversation with count on the villa).
I finished reading the paper, and showed with all my appearance, that I was ready to listen to Holmes’s further explanations.
Watson, haven’t you heard something about maniac’s attack on Rembrandt’s picture “Returning of prodigal son” from the press or television? – Holmes asked and not waiting for the answer he continued:
No, Watson, don’t look for it, such things never repeat, because stereotype is impossible, when the question is about methods of matrixes realization. Algorithm of the myth about “prodigal son” hasn’t been blocked, and everything in America goes according to plan. May be, there was some plot too, as in USSR before August putsch. Look, how persistently all world TV channels make the crowd frequent to the image of the enemy, every day since September, 11 – they demonstrate the beard and blank all-forgiving look of Osama Bin Ladin. There’s no hatred or self-admiring in this look, unlike it was with Hitler or Mussolini. Doesn’t it remind you something?
Yes, really, – I thought suddenly, – this view or foreshortening of terrorist №1, as he is demonstrated by mass media, is familiar to me somehow. Look or foreshortening? “Long-awaited foreshortening”, – I remembered the caption under Anna Kurnikova photo.
While I was remembering the “long-awaited foreshortening”, Holmes took big album of Rembrandt’s pictures from the bookshelves of his study, and opened it on the page with the reproduction of “Returning of prodigal son”. I looked at the face of blind old man, who put his arms on “prodigal son’s” shoulders, and freeze: If the blind man opened his eyes, he would be the very image of Osama Bin Ladin[126]. I’ve got chills up and down my spine.
COMMENT: Next to Rembrandt’s “Returning of Prodigal Son” piece there are photos of Osama bin Ladin. The upper photo, which rather clearly repeats the old person’s face, is the mirror image of the real photo. The lower one is the real photo.
If there’s a myth and its material realization, than its algorithm stepping up and an energetic filling of the matrix should take place too, – Holmes uttered slowly.
What, one more attempt on Rembrandt’s masterpiece?
No, Watson, the psyche’s attempt to destroy the picture “Danaë” is blockage of myth’s algorithm, but I speak about energetic feeding of matrix. It may be some mass show, like those, which the CC CPSU leaders organized on the days of people’s festivals, or … spectacle. Wait, Watson, I’ve read somewhere, that Dyagilev staged a ballet “Prodigal Son” on Prokofiev’s music in times of great depression of 30s. And there they said, that every famous dancer of 20th century has whenever taken part in this ballet in leading role, for this is the theatre of one actor, and every performer could declare his individuality in full measure in this ballet. So, Watson, if you hear somewhere about the staging of “Prodigal Son”, you know – it is energetic feeding of New Testament myth about “Prodigal son” by the emotions of aesthetics-liking crowd, and Bin Ladin is the signboard of this myth.
Holmes, so what’s that… what is going on? – I muttered mostly for myself.
Magic, Watson, it is social magic. And everything goes in a way ringleaders of the cult need it. It’s rather probable, that video-cassette with Bin Ladin, speaking about his involving it terrorist acts, would be demonstrated to the crowd, and then, when passions are too hot, the other video-cassette would be shown – with his volunteer leaving for the next world. The further is simple: to get rid of the beard and blank look, to make plastic operation on the face, and our Bin Ladin, having made the most important deed in his life by his 44, will dissolve in “new world order” and may be, will even take part in managing it.
Yes, Watson, all these pictures, films, performances are products of biblical culture and manifestations of its moral collapse, which happened accompanied with well-intended words about the role of “ten commandments”, “love to a neighbour” and so on. And the story told by Galba in the bar of “Woldorf” and the photos and texts in “Izvestiya” are the best illustration of the statement that “matrix is everywhere”. People, not knowing about that, re-translated the matrix-scenarios of three “picnics” by their live language of symbols, and they proved by doing it that matrixes belong to objective reality, the same way as our homes, food, and every-day stuffs. And matrixes should be learnt to use them for the good of human being, not for doing harm. But for understanding the essence of matrixes one should become human, that means – to exceed over animal, zombie and demonic psychical structure, but it’s not so easy, as all human history shows.
And still, Holmes, whoever were the artists who created the “picnics” – their psychical health was in great danger, to my mind. That all is simply incredible! What’s the sense of … writing about that all … so frankly and by them themselves?
Perfectly noticed, Watson, – answered Holmes, – I was thinking the same in the beginning. And then I understood – why not? Especially, if to take into account, that they often don’t understand what they write, because most of them are zombies or self-establishing demons by their psychical structure. What part of our compatriots is able for scrupulous, sharp logical analysis of political events during dozens of years? And do people have time to stop and think about what’s happening about them, when they are busy with every-day life problems, live in debt and under interest, muted by increasing aggressive informational flood? It’s really the game without rules, but also without risk, Watson, from the point of view of its bigwigs, who have forgotten about the limits of God’s allowance.
But every time someone can appear, who would be able to unmask these games, to write about them, to bring them to justice! What for to hand him one more trump card?
No sense, my friend. Such “writer” would be declared paranoid or madman and he would reach nothing, besides worries down upon his own head. Can you imagine, how many idlers and parasites on our planet earn their living by calling white – black, truth – false, good – evil, hangman – victim and so on, and they do it everywhere – on TV and radio, in the press and Internet guest books, on conferences, summits, international forums and symposiums, from the speaker’s rostrums and straight in the streets. Believe me, Watson, they do it frantically, with conviction and even artistically, in different combinations and keys, imitating different ideological trends and orientations, wherever only the danger of something fresh, pure and not vilified exists. And there’s only on reason for that: they all are masters-illusionists by birth, imitators and mystifiers and they earn their living by that, and can’t imagine another way of living, don’t want and can’t live another way unless being parasite on other people’s lives. It is colossal cultural, psychological, religious, at last, worldview problem, and some people consider that biological too. But you were going to ask me one more question, weren’t you?
After your words, my dear friend, I don’t know, is it reasonable to ask about such trifles?
Why, Watson, you’ve told me recently, that only knowing makes people free. I would be sincerely glad to help you as much as I can.