Abducted: Tangent During Interrogation

I couldn’t see anything.  No, I’m not saying that in retrospect I was young and couldn’t see how things really were.  I mean, that’s true, but I really couldn’t see anything.  Like my hand in front of my face was invisible.  Anyway.

I could hear the water.  I could hear it seeping from the cracks in the wall.  Each fissure was an exit, a light, not a light because of the unbelievable darkness, a release, a relieving, a reliving?  I remember closing my useless eyes and just, you know man, listened.  Have you ever tried that?  Just listening?  It’s nice, but only briefly.  Think about how different and dull and depressing life would be if we could only hear and feel.  No sight, nope.  I bet some of my hippie friends back in college would say, “no brother, you got it all wrong.  We just need to listen to Earth, just listen to Her and us and absorb and become assimilated.”  Back then I would have agreed with those people, but if things were really that way then how would love work?

“What?”

Love, man.  Yeah, write it down, listen up.

Now I only have experience as a male because that’s what I am and I can’t tell you how it is for all my sisters, but this is how it is for me.  When you first feel that ache, that swelling, that something in your stomach, your chest, your throat, your head, your self, when you feel that, man, that’s love.  Hey, and don’t get that confused with lust, man.  That’s more of a burning and a different conversation for a different life with a different guy that ain’t me.  But that feeling, whether it comes sooner or later when you look at that girl, it comes when you’re looking at her.  You can’t hear her and feel love, can’t touch her and feel love.  Make sense now?

“Yes, at least one thing has become clear, though unfortunately not your intended metaphor”

I don’t talk metaphors, man, I talk reality.

“We understand your ignorance and stupidity and understand now that it must be destroyed along with your confused ideas about time, but especially space and your existence in it.  Not to mention your misconceptions on what you call ‘reality.’”

What?