The Air-Plane reflects the spirit of our time. Within the airplane are numerous hints telling us about how
our lives might turn out to be in the time to come.
Airplane and the Skyscraper:
The skyscraper begun to become the symbol of modernism in about 1930s and marked the elevation of human triumph till long after that. It was said, then that the skyscraper resembles the Greek pillars, giving it historical relevance. Sullivan in his essay explained exactly how. He said it then that ‘it was a thing of beauty’, to legitimize its blandness. The tall, continuously habitable building became a sign. It escalated practicality and transformed it into a virtue.
Then one night, in some time that had already gone by, a luminous revelation transpired an anonymous mind. She went out that moment and saw half a century of buildings being pulled from the sky. She saw they were in pain they stretched, they were distorted. She realized that they resembled crises and was now going to relieve them from this incessant vertical stretch. But she needed to be lateral and if need permitted radical as well. As she saw them, the problem blew full scale. So before thinking much at that moment and after going through the whole problem later she plucked a building from the ground with one hand. Then she lay it out flat on both her palms. She saw it for some time that moment and saw it again after a while continuously. But now, right then the building was gone, she could not recognize it. In her hands it was floating horizontal in some timeless space. Later she had already added wings to building, a few needed engines and a cockpit. Then the building went. She would do it again earlier and repeatedly. Until one day, when for some time it was that specific day, the whole of modernity and nobody could still recognize her. Airplanes now since some time had been flying. Later some even attribute, what is going to happen next to a peculiar way of coupling time packages that would generate a point of view. A plane emotionally crashed into a skyscraper and went down with it. It was hilarious, things were momentarily out of control for quite some time. The airplanes were behaving high and mighty. The buildings gave them looks. How the buildings thought of airplanes went through a history of change that day and then on. Strange unprecedented events took place in those coupled compartments of time. You could sort them out and see a collective figure of how the planes emerged and how they lost their mind. Sometimes I feel it was like a nowhere sneeze, a time stretching yawn, or a fly that went into her nose in some unbracketable time called when?
That sight was set in her/us, very Impulsive and temperamental. Sudden short bursts of energy, very repeated occasionally, in different scales, again and again characteristic of that time.
She also saw it like that right?...She then...already she plucked one of the buildings.
It kept going higher and higher. It reached the sky battled the winds and survived it until one day.
In the film Fight club the narrator a frequent air traveler says ,”Everywhere I travel, tiny life. Single-serving sugar, single-serving cream, single pat of butter. The microwave Cordon Bleu hobby kit. Shampoo-conditioner combos, sample-packaged mouthwash, tiny bars of soap. The people I meet on each flight? They're single-serving friends.” in the same film he can still also be found saying "This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time. You wake up at Air Harbor International. If you wake up at a different time, in a different place, could you wake up as a different person?"