I find myself sitting in a college lecture hall, much like the old ones at Shasta College. There are two people up front, a man and a woman; I’m not sure which of them was actually the instructor. They seem more interested in each other than teaching and put on some music, using an iPod, that they want the class to listen to. It’s hard to hear and the class gets restless.
People in class start suggesting better things to listen to. I’m tired and slump down in my chair, half asleep. My friend Jon, sitting diagonally behind me says we should listen to something. I say lethargically that I can’t even hear him. He starts the song playing on his laptop.
As I glance over, I see the album cover on the screen and I’m pulled into the music!
I find myself on a floating airship, totally steam-punk style. It’s an elongated oval hewn from yellow wood, with two great propellers spinning underneath, one at each end, and the ship is probably fifteen feet long. Offset from the perimeter of the craft by a small walkway is a bookshelf that wraps most of the way around and is loaded with books facing outward. All of the ship’s wood paneling is carved with intricate symbols.
Listening to the music, I look into a gap between a coupe of the books, and it seems that the shelf is forever deep, despite the ship only being a few feet across.
Glancing around, I see that there are four well dressed and well mannered fantasy creatures, each a different species having a variety of ears and humanoid/animal faces.
As the music plays, the creatures chatter about how the Marxists, the Librists, and the Serialists are no longer being persecuted and that they can finally return to society.
The school scene is symbolic of the poor state of our educational systems, or perhaps any social program that’s in place that perpetuates the state of our society. The teachers work to satisfy their flesh while they do a crappy job of feeding the class whatever the system has given them to teach.
The students represent “society”. They are fed so much BS through the schools and the media that, although they know that there’s a problem, most can’t figure out what to do about it.
The magnificence of the airship stands for a golden age that will come when information flows freely. The truth speaks for itself, and dysfunction cannot be hidden by bureaucracy. The books are the wealth of information that is unavailable to us.
The persecution is our world’s corporate and political attacks on free speech, whistle blowing (reform), and on file sharing.
The Marxists bring social change or reform. The Librists are keepers and sharers of knowledge. The Serialists are those who digitize and preserve information.
That the persecution is over gives me great hope!