Musings On Labyrinth: Rolling With Bowie

Recently, I watched "Labyrinth" seemingly the way it was meant to be watched. An opened state of consciousness revealed more than what can be expressed in these few paragraphs. Only know that I related, bearing the mantle of the current culture's meta-transformation from the near "mythological" level of hoarding and obsession with ego to the awareness of our lost "child archetype," to both Sarah and the Goblin King, the hero and villain. Bowie's character, like the "mythological return" of our culture's proposed sickness, asks to be sympathized as he says, countless times throughout the story, that he is only doing what was asked of him.

The words of his final song to Sarah--she embodying the everyman that inevitably seeks "something," but finds themselves unequivocally, though perhaps not unintentionally, lost throughout the labyrinth of reality--echo what the current planetary metaphor must be feeling toward the collective "us" at this moment:

How you turned my world
You precious thing

You starve and near exhaust me
Everything I've done
I've done for you

I move the stars for no one
You've run so long
You've run so far
Your eyes can be so cruel

Just as I can be so cruel
Though I do believe in you
Yes I do

Live without the sunlight
Love without your heartbeat
I can't live within you

Essentially, the character reveals, with his final line, "I can't live within you," that he is farce, an illusion--much like the modern "construct of reality" that we have formed. He has been created to serve a purpose. In Sarah's case, it was to take her child away. Now, have we somehow culturally asked to become separated from spiritual awareness?

Though, a few phrases earlier, the Goblin King revealed, "Though I do believe in you/ Yes I do." It begs to question which side this planetary antagonist is on. We blame culture. We blame the government. We blame Fox News. But, are we asking for it? Are we asking to reject the innocent child and live within the construct, within the labyrinth, ever to only repeat ourselves in the same facets of reality?

Perhaps it is our purpose to end this curse and break the labyrinth as Sarah did; destroying the false construct, destroying reality, and remembering the "divine child" within. Merry christmas, what up.