Anosh (The Purple Fish- The Rationality or Irrationality of Dreams)
“Anosh, it is in your hands; the solution is in your hands!” Time is a paradox. It is easy to understand. It exists, and at the same time, it does not. The earth revolves around the sun, the sun around the Milky Way, the universe expands, and so does time.
America will descend into civil war, and China and India will become the dominant nations.
In an ozone-infused environment, you were flying through time, compressing timelines in front of you, the bow of a shockwave. You were sailing through history, but you resided in the future.
I was living in a tank full of water. A liquid membrane separated from the outside world. I was caught in other dimensions, in the realm of celestial dreams.
Anosh is a purple fish. It has a flat, squared edge form reminiscent of an artificial fish made out of sponge. When placed in my hands, it liquefied, like ice melting under a hot tropical sun. You look concerned, but you were later to find out that this was misplaced.
Anosh, the fish, was the answer that connects the past to the future. The Narrator said he understood. He was going to recreate Anoush.
The Narrator flew from the tank into the ether, travelling faster than light; he returned to me, not the me of the future…
