Later Sonia walked toward them.
“They’re gone off the ship. It’s safe to stay in the cabin. You two may take a rest” Said Sonia handing them the key. “Tomorrow at the break of dawn when everyone is aboard we’ll sail off toward Milan.” She yawned leaving.
A loud blow of ship’s horn had awoken both Rigor and Daniela. They could tell the ship was moving as their brass bed was vibrating. Slowly, they got up and walked out the door. The sun was already high but the ship just about to leave Cannes. According to an old man passing by, some of the birds refused to leave for they’d found nests among the French police. This cause delay to the departure. Nine o’clock was their last call time. The old man joked that Milanese birds indeed migrate to France.
From afar, they could make out a shingly beach of St. Tropez. Daniela held the railings tight as her stomach churned upside down for looking below the harsh water from great height of upper deck and making her nauseous. She diverted looking at the expanse of Mediterranean which delighted her. Rigor couldn’t look to her be sequined and glittered face for it streaked blindingly under the sun. Throughout the day, they satisfied themselves sailing across Cote de Azure’s fine beaches. They passed along Antibes. The wooded peninsula of Cap Ferrat excites Daniela to sweat out her athletic prowess. Along Nice, Rigor finally speak after a long musing.
“Don’t you think the next obelisk is supposed to erect at the exact spot where it should? I realized the first obelisk which named Nature was in fact erected at France’s natural scenery. I believed the smiley is of Council’s sun as this place basks in it and its people flocked to the beach worshipping it.” Said Rigor admiring Nice’s outskirts.
“Yes” She said in a voice that Rigor assumed she doesn’t want to be disturb from pondering. She went inside the cabin and back in haste with her laptop.
Cote de Azure indeed ease troubled minds and lift tired souls. Royals around the world all sang out loud ‘serenity is what you find here in this piece of heaven.’
Few hours more, they’re sailing the coast of Monaco and Daniela’s endless surfing the Net yield an answer.
“Here it goes, the Braille on the obelisk means ‘seek Council’s halo,here dwells happiness!” Said Daniela to Rigor who was not surprised and was rather unassertive of his beliefs. A long pause before Daniela blurted out. “Rigor, you’re right about the smiley as Council’s halo. A halo is a sun disk. Though the smiley still means happiness. Rigor, you’re absolutely right about all these not being a coincidence. You see, the Queen also chose the obelisk shaped perfume for an obelisk means the light of the serpent or enlightenment. To be happy is to be enlightened. We all knew her devotion to the basilisk goddess Isis. This explained her being feminist aside from the fact that obelisk also meant basilisk hence the light of the serpent. Now, all we need to do is find Council’s halo” Daniela closed her laptop and marveled the majestic Monaco. She wished Rigor would be a little persuasive sometimes of his beliefs. Though she admired Rigor’s open mindedness to her opinions. She remember him once said that acquiring both knowledge from the Council and the evil will benefit them.
In this way they’ll safe guard themselves against either the evil or the Council. Hence, they knew the very essence of those knowledge. The one that will lead them to enlightenment or the one that obscures it. Somehow, it was clear to Daniela that Rigor chose the Council’s knowledge for all that she saw and thought were the Council’s manifestation though as always she couldn’t help herself but ask.
“You seemed to magnify what was ashore huh.” Said Daniela to Rigor who was somewhat magnetized by the lovely shore of Monaco.
“Yes, I felt my heart drew closer to the place but something is pulling me away. You know the feeling you get when you finally know where and what you’ve been looking for” Said Rigor indirectly referring and hinting Daniela as the one he’d been looking for. “But you’re holding it back because the task that lies ahead is all you’ve got to get done to finally settle. I mean, you know what you want but you’ve got to walk the line ahead to get there.” Said Rigor in an overstatement for he couldn’t simplify his profound longing. “ I want to settle here when this is all over” He said
“What lies ahead might change your thoughts, feelings and everything. Even this place might be gone from your thoughts. You would have jump if you really love it.” Said Daniela laughing knowing it’s a shortcut for a missed destination forever.
It’s not that easy, if I do jump now and get there. I assure you it’s going to be empty. I would be spending my life full of what ifs because of an unfinished task, what lies ahead are answers that will make our life complete and that will make this place worthy.” Said Rigor
“And I want to be with you all throughout the way” Said Daniela to Rigor who hugged her not taking his eyes off Monaco.
The ship was blowing its horn for an embankment to the port of Genova, Italy. Sonia appeared before them in the cabin.
“Signora Carmela was on tight schedule. She would love to accompany you to Milan but circumstances won’t allow her. However, she instructed me to help you pack.” Said Sonia pulling a Prada luggage under the bed. “On a pre arranged set up we are to embark in groups. Unfortunately, I’m on a separate flight off Pegli airport.” She said pulling out plane tickets for them. “ Don’t worry, we organize cabs for everyone, they’ll get you to Galleria Vittorio Emmanuelle. We’ll all meet you there.” She continue passing them an envelope of cash. “ You’ll need that in preparation for the screening. Said Sonia.
Note: Pop Culture has always been embedded in our lives. We are all ardent consumer of everything Pop. Earlier days of our lives or our formative years had been encroached with images shown by an intrusive media which turned out to be our go-to guide on what’s cool or not. Readily available Pop Culture had been the staple of what’s cool to be accepted by our peers.
Peer pressure is a force to reckon with for it always sucked us in to be competitive- keeping up with those fads and crazes which from time to time leveling up the ante. Those who lead the game of Pop obviously become princes and princesses; and few who really raise the bar so high become King and Queen- but there’s a catch.
Raising the bar so high comes with a hefty price- what’s with the substance abuse to cope with the stress brought by the impossible demands of Popdom and thus we all are trap in a world that threatens to burst any given time.
This is the story of Rigor and Daniela maneuvering in an ever changing Pop World. They have their fair share of heartaches and mental illnesses brought by the world that Popped.
Follow their journey to the ever changing Pop world where their child’s game of retail therapy that Pop is known for leads them to find a cure or a therapy (that is not a pseudo science or pop science) but something Pop icons and Pop luminaries pioneered and led Pop world to achieve Mental Health.
Discover the gift of Pop………
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