Episode Five O-vertures I believe in magic, which, in the last analysis, is quite simply the power of materializing the imagination in reality. Salvador Dali, August 1942 Olivia's first communiqué to the Fournarinas was an overture based on her own childhood that set the stage for the present inquiry concerning a man of mystery named Salvador and his even more enigmatic Russian wife, Gala: Born of a Tree in Catalonia.... That's the song I used to sing as a kid...and when I think that Dali was still alive then, that I might have met him if I had only known he existed, I want to weep. But I was ten years old, just a little girl...dreaming of flamenco and suits of light, meeting an angel in my backyard, teaching my dog Scruffy how to prance like a show terrier at Westminster. Living in a delightful fantasy world on a farm the world knew as Peyton Place ~ a mystical house that had known much sorrow; I like to think my family brought it Life. And in the dining room my mother Posh placed a copy of Dali's Basket of Bread ~ my initiation into the Societe Secrete du Pain! Soon enough, the three new members of the Order responded, each revealing an aspect of their individual esoteric expertise. The White Popess had indeed chosen wisely, and Olivia was able to turn her attention once more to the Dali opera, Etre Dieu, while she waited for the dough to rise....    Text Copyright © 1999 - ad infinitum cybersybils.com. All rights reserved.