Stop! Stop! Stop! This is all getting just too confusing. I can't figure out what is going on here. First she's in this place with a door that's not a door, then she's in some enchanted land waiting for God to appear, and now she's leaving her heart and going back for a day. To where...and from where? What is it all supposed to mean?
Yes, it is confusing, but don't you get it? There is this one question around which we write, compose, paint, sculpt, ponder, and try to live: What is life — all life, this life? Is death the end or will there be something more? The answers lie in a place we cannot touch from here...although artists try.
Now do you sort of understand what is going on? I am trying to take you with me to the tormented place I have always gone alone. It may feel like a form of madness, but isn't it absolutely exquisite?
Of late there is this feeling, almost like a spell, that has come over me, calling me down to my basement in the wee hours of the morning to write. But I am not writing a book as everyone thinks. I am recording something quite astonishing that is being told to me. Why me? Because I ask questions, then wait for answers...knowing they do come.
Many things come to me as a total surprise, and I find myself in tears. These moments are so exciting that I don't want to leave "the waiting place" and go to my nine-to-five job.
If I've been obedient to the message, and not gotten my words in the way, you will feel something quite profound in it all. So stay with me if you can. I am as baffled as you how this will end. I do, however, hold out the possibility that I will not write the conclusion, at least not from this side. I have documented all my work and leave with it the instruction: "If I am unable, print out the titles listed on this disk. They are worthy work."
So, please return with me to my waiting place, for I have put myself in great danger to speak with you. There is but a minute left on the clock, and I can hear in the distance the sound of the Gatekeeper's keys.
Quickly, quickly, my hand. Take my hand.