Monday, November 24, 2008

There are Things I Cannot See (November 17, 2007)

There's a hole there.
Where?
In your Body
Whose body?
...
Mine.
...
Pretend it's not there.
OK.
Is it still there?
Yes.
Damn. Pretend it is smaller.
OK. I still see it.
Damn.

Who are you?
I am the hole.
Do you have a name?
I have forgotten.
What is your name?
I can't remember.
You have a name.
I know!
What is it?
I don't know! Leave me alone.

Who are you?
I am a hole.
I can help you.
You can? Of course you can't. No one can.
Goodbye.

Who are you?
The hole, but...
But what?
Nothing. I forgot what we were talking about.
We were talking about you.
You don't want to talk to me. I'm just a-
What?
Hole.
Have you thought about doing something about it?
About what?
You know...
I don't know what you're talking about.
Well we can talk about something else.
What else is there?
Everything.
This is me. Take me or leave me.
No that is not you.
What are you talking about?
I know you and that is not you.
Shhh you can't say that, it gets bigger.

Who are you?
The hole. You're just as bad. Don't look at me that way.
I was...
Go away.
OK.

Who are you?
I don't know anymore. Will you tell me?
Well you look like you've got a hole in you. I don't believe I know you.
I am the hole.
Are you then? Well stay away from me!
OK.

Who are you?
If I tell you, you will leave.
No please...
...
Who are you really?
I can't...
I promise you, I will not run. I will not laugh. I will not scream.
Look.
I see.
So?
I can help you.
No you can't.
I can.
How?
Come with me.

Who are you?
I don't know
...
Who am I?
This is who you are.
That is not me.
It was.
But I am...
You are the same.
But I am the hole.
Give me the hole.
I don't understand...
Give it to me.
I don't know how.
Give it to me.
It is difficult.
Give it to me.
It's impossible!
Give it to me.
Please take it!
Give it to me.
Please just take it away from me now!
Give it to me.
Like this? Is that all?
Give it to me.
Here.
Thank You.

But who am I now?
Make a decision.

3 comments:

Chris said...

You definitely exist. I was going to write on all of them, really I was, but this one just broke me. I want you to have Alex, you're the only one who did it right, well one of the few out of so many good hearts who found solutions instead of just offering up pretty prayers and then getting back to normal life. You deserve each other (in every good way). I will write a letter of recommendation to the President of Romania for you if you want. You write beautifully, Robby, I'm so sorry for everything. Tonight I have about 8 holes and I can feel them but I'm not even sure where all of them are.

d3myz said...
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d3myz said...

I love this Robby. For me it is really seems to be about accepting the truth about ourselves and being willing to let someone outside of ourselves tell us the truth, even though it hurts. Now realizing the truth about who we really are, let go of the shame, guilt, fear and self-loathing and allow the creator show us who we really are. Giving us a glimpse of how others see us and how he sees us. What a majestic thought. I'm glad there are two people in my life today that can see me as I really am. One of those people is you Sturms.