If you can change your reality, is that still reality?
What was it in the first place….
What is it, now?
Don’t you remember —- my face?
We used to know each other, what have you been doing…..
What happened to you?
(hand to head in concentration)
I’d rather not say….
(removes hand quickly from head)
Oh— I see. Let’s sit.
I have to leave.
I understand. Please, anytime….
You are welcome.
It is madness to change your reality, but that is what we are trying to do.
I cross, crossing — one meets….
What does one meet?
4 ways, triangles, diamonds
A meeting place
Why disappeared into eternity free to see for itself
Everything, it wished….
Seeing this, nothing changes
What is real?
What is beyond imagination?
Nothing is, now
The B is a silent one