Oral Morphine, Salvador Dali and the Om

Now that has to contend as being the best post title that I have written on the blog.

The pain from the stent has been substantial today and I was advised to take some oral morphine before retiring.  I have previously only used the drug when in experiencing the worst of the radiotherapy effects and that was a few weeks ago.  Nevertheless, I took quite a large dose when I went to bed and it did a very good job of stopping me from feeling the pain and also produced a soothing relaxing feeling.   In my current mood it is like a kind of "pure melancholy", which is not  a sad or unhappy feeling.  Rather it is a very honest reflection a bit like walking through the autumn leaves in the woods with the sun striking low through trees from behind.  Like a guiding hand.

The only problem is that whilst it has relaxed me it has made my mind active and taken me on a little meditative journey, which has been interesting but has kept me awake.  That is why I am sitting here typing.   I thought that it would be interesting to write with a different flow, whilst clearly influenced and that it would also provide a break that would be of benefit in eventually getting back to sleep. 
I make no apologies if this comes out like gobbledygook, but thought it slightly humorous to share a certain train of thought I had when laying in my bed.  My reason for doing so it because it reflects the way that I tend to think, chaining things together and it also reflects the effect that taking oral morphine can have on you!

I having mentioned on many occasions my regular listening to, writing of and generally affinity with the Om and have discussed its relationship to the Hindu elephant god Ganesha.  For a while I found it hard to keep cartoon images of Ganesha from popping up whenever listening to the Om or talking around the subject and that was on nothing harder than water and milkshakes.  I have also discussed how I describe the nature of the Om as being like two swans face to face, with their necks and heads faced into heart shape.  Like yin and yang I think of the swan as seeming symbolic of silence and serenity, but also as a perfect example of attack minding aggression in its wings flared hissing and upright stance.

What I haven't ever mentioned is that the work of artist Salvador Dali had a strong influence in formative years.   My mother and father bought their first Dali block-mounted print when I was nine.  In those days you could buy them from the Tate Gallery in London and also some Athena outlets.  The first picture they bought was one called "Espana", which I have hanging on the wall of my front room.  They went on to have perhaps as many as  fifteen hanging on the walls in their house at one point.

Another of their early purchases was called "Swans reflecting Elephants".  I am not quite sure how I got there but along the way of thinking of the Om whilst laying in my relaxed state the image of the swans and Ganesha must have popped in there somewhere.  Dali is the master of the contrived image where it can portray two separate meanings, so here is the picture.

Now,  I should focus on another Dali. "Sleep".   It's great gear though!