The mind is your worst enemy. You think you are what you think. That you are the sum total of your experiences and the memories that make up those experiences. That we’re just consciousness being transported around by these bodies.
And that the fusion of the mind, soul and body is who and what you are.
But your mind is a trickster. It has a flip side. Your mind is both angel and devil. It is yin and yang. Phallus and hole.
Life and death.
Heaven and hell.
And right now, it’s pure hell.
I keep imagining rats coming at us. I dozed off for some amount of time and now I am sitting here in the near-dark, staring straight ahead, trying to convince myself I do not hear more mice down at the other end of the storage room.
No.
No.
SNAP!
That’s the third mousetrap I’ve heard now.
I start to cry. I can’t stop.
I fade out again.
Mark.