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From the Cave (5) Fragment

(parts of a cave)

4. The staircase

common stairs, those steps, up or down, the stairs of the cave, which has spatial intervals, enters or emerges.

(rungs of the ladder are made of wood but could be any other material, its appearance is not as important as its strength. In a cave is easy to stumble and skin scratching the walls or roll on them and fall into places you did not intend to visit.)

My step allows communication between the bedroom with the door and the tiny lobby, mezzanine dreams of everyday life, the flow of unconscious with the determination of the will.

(As no handrail, I learned how to maintain balance and focus on the steps that I give. I manage the movement of my hips and head turns, and I control that shifts the weight on my ankles. If I'm in too and spatial intervals multiply, folds back on itself and the repetition of the cadence generating a spiral staircase that seems to have no end.)

front of the staircase and along a wall, there is a output scale, and as its name suggests, allows me to climb up the hole, make out the other side and measure the temperature indoors or outdoors.

(On a scale I can swinging and the balance is marked by the upward movement and precise hands that guide my steps. Some days I do tricks on it, others drag me heavily as a fearful oyster leaving its burrow.)

Marlo

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account by account

There are stories that evoke past events, others seeking to win the race to the destination ahead of this with long strides, the need to narrate an event or two, or three, or many data but do not count someone stubbornly insisted on record for fear of falling into oblivion (perhaps knew that one day cease to remember), like a shopping list or a list of New Year's resolutions.

The stories are sometimes hide bits of other stories, present, past, potential to be deciphered, real, invented or dreamed, often contain a beginning and an end, or expand on the slippery surface of a mirror without limits.

I once asked how to know when a story ends and where the next begins, and then to find a reasonable argument in the chamber of my memory, I realized I could not answer. I'm not ashamed to give a response skillful, accurate and precise, those that start smiles of complacency, because when I find a rare look into his pockets, but caused me some concern not understand the logic of such a simple question.

next day working on a drawing I realized that the question was poorly formulated. How to know when a story ends and where the next begins? implies that a story is a link in a long chain of events where time makes a stop in a space unchanged.

I looked at my drawing: The two figures were apparently on the representation symbolic space of a cave lit and telling different stories intersected. Is the figure lying dreamed of drawing the man?, Maybe he was meddling in secret in women's sleep?, "Were in the same space at different times, were recognized at the same time separated by a long distance or lived outside of each other in an identical present?

understood, beyond the meaning of my drawing, which could require an argument: when I write a story rescued a piece of reality or if I stand on the other side of the mirror, I get lost in it, and that reality makes up a large network of overlapping stories, queue, converge, refused, reaffirms, are named, and a long list of possibilities that keep the playing field and magnetic active.

Now I can say, from my limited experience, that when I create a story, or drawing the lines cryptic words, a landmark within those networks and assume different times and spaces affect each other (at the time I feel making a clumsy juggler balancing an elephant memory and a hundred steadfast eyes) that still haunts me a bit is that I do not understand the natural logic of the question that I made that fateful day. Marlo

(from inside a story)