Once upon a time
a long, long time ago
there was a mystical city, Tar.
And at that time
all the cities were intact
and flourishing.
Because the final war
had not yet begun.
When the great catastrophe
occurred,
all the cities crumbled
except Tar.
Tar still exists.
If you know where to look for it,
you will find it.
And when you get there
you will be presented
with wine and water
and play with a gramophone.
When you get there,
you will help harvest grapes
and you will pick up scorpions
hidden under white rocks.
When you get there
you will know eternity.
You'll see a bird
that drinks one drop of water
from the ocean
every hundred years.
When you get there,
you'll understand life
and you'll become a cat, phoenix,
swan, elephant, baby and an old man.
You'll be alone and accompanied.
You'll love and be loved,
sharing the same space
and yours will be
the seal of seals.
As you approach the future,
you'll find ecstasy.
It will overwhelm you
and never abandon you.
The Tree Sought Refuge
In The Leaf.
Let's play.
Okay, I'm a famous pianist.
If you're a famous pianist,
and I cut off your arm
then what will you do?
I'll become a famous painter.
And if I cut off the other one,
what will you do?
I'll become a famous dancer.
And if I cut off your legs,
then what?
Then I'll become
a famous singer.
And if I cut off your head,
then what?
Once dead, my skin will
become a beautiful drum.
What if I burn the drum?
I will become a cloud
and take on any shape.
And if the cloud dissolves,
what then?
I will become rain and produce
a harvest of wars!
You win.
I'm going to miss you
when you're gone.
If you ever feel too lonely,
search for
the magical city of Tar.
To Tar,
To Tar.
So close and yet so far.
To Tar,
To Tar.
So close and yet so far.
by A.Jodorowsky
