Ô Mort, vieux capitaine, il est temps! levons l’ancre!
Ce pays nous ennuie, ô Mort! Appareillons!
Oh Death, old Captain, time to make our trip!
This country bores us, Death! Let’s get away!
~Voyaging, Charles Baudelaire
The Land of the Dead is completely surrounded by the Dead Sea. There is no escape that way. Once past the choppy waters of the dead fishermen, there is nothing but miles and miles of doldrums in every direction. And, even if were possible to get past that infinite length to the far distant shores, one would only find the Land of the Dead. Because, the Dead Sea only reaches the shores of the Land of the Dead. The two call upon themselves, recursively, like two mirrors facing each other. The mirrors extend into infinity, but only take the viewer to one place. In this case, it’s a dead place.
And yet, every so often, someone still tries to escape. There are other things in the dead sea besides doldrums and lost treasure, as this fellow is about to find out. Watch my movie above to see…