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In the heart of the Himalayas, a caravan of scarlet shoes performs a frenzied sarabande, defying the laws of space and time. A celestial harmony that shakes our certainties.
In the icy blue that crowns Everest, flamboyant shoes begin an enchanting dance. They shine, whirl, sway to the rhythm of a wild flamenco, as if under the influence of an inexplicable phenomenon. Some speak of a new ballet of quantum particles, others of a choreography crafted by the star Zeta Orionis, who might be feeling bored.
This aerial ballet has been witnessed by a trio of wide-eyed sherpas: “I saw slippers, the kind that slap against the ground during Andalusian fairs. I saw their scarlet ribbons intertwine in the firmament, drawing strange constellations in the Himalayan sky,” recounts Tenzing, one of the witnesses.
The mountain, once harsh and inhospitable, now resonates with the sound of heels striking the rocks, and the rapid, rhythmic claps of shoes that, despite their apparent anomaly, dance in perfect harmony. “It’s as if the stars were trying to teach me some forgotten steps,” confides Sherpa Ang Dorjee, another witness.
Dalí himself, despite being an expert in absurdities, would not have disowned this cosmic event. As he once said: “What we call reality is an illusion linked to the pressure of the shoe on the foot.” Today, his spirit seems to have found a new playground at the top of the world. And we, mere mortals, marvel at this farandole of shoes that defies understanding, reminding us that the absurd, sometimes, simply makes life dance.
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