After dinner, we often
continued the fun and the fight against the Forces at the movies.
One time, Atmananda took us to Warlords of Atlantis. He bought
five buckets of heavily buttered popcorn, Tabs, Cokes, diet Cokes,
boxes of licorice, Sno-caps, and Raisinetes. Then, from the fourth row--
Atmananda claimed that four was a power number--we watched a film which,
at the time, seemed extraordinary.
Atmananda sat by the aisle of the nearly empty theatre. He whispered
something to Sal, who told Tom, who told my brother, who told me:
"Atlantis was once a real city."
"Atlantis was a real city," I told Anne, who told Dana, who told Suzanne.
Meanwhile, juxtaposed at an intersection of transmigrating junk food,
I further divided my attention between monitoring what needed
to be passed, trying not to notice the women, and watching a man
on the screen discover a lost world of magic and conflict under the sea.
"We all had past lives in Atlantis."
"We had past lives there." Pass the Raisinetes. A hidden city
of magicians, seers, and warriors, where the laws of physics
do not apply.
"We were together then."
"We were together." Pass the napkins. Crystals have a non-physical power.
"Atlantis was destroyed by the greed of its inhabitants.
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