A visit with my sister
Part 1: The sea will look after me
Part 2: We've come to take the child
Part 3: A walk on the Pier
Part 4: A man asking God
What the F… did I think to take my sister with me to visit such a powerful ‘Person’ as the Sea..?!?! The non-living huge hydro-organization the Sea is. A non-organic capsule that contains such a precious treasure that Life is! Without it Life wouldn’t have existed. Does that make it a higher being? Anyway, my sister had no clue whom she was visiting..! And she wasn’t my sister…
And it wasn’t her idea to go to the beach. Certainly not in these weather conditions. I think I didn’t know what to do. I clearly understood not to bring my punk girl. She knows the beach. And the Sea.
Those were confusing times. Actually no match for my comprehension in those days. My left foot stood firmly in the punk arena where I felt home with my punk girl. My right foot stood in the world I would have been if I had developed in the direction I was heading for originally. I still feel the tough punk attitude in me and the soft & nice look both residing in their own area’s in my body. In 2020 I’m still fighting. Although I’m in a good place now to unwind. Why did I take my sister with me.
Why do I want her compassion and not trust her to be able to fully understand what’s going on at the same time? What am I so afraid of. And how come people keep following me to such places. In this position I can never offer a girl what I truly possess. What I was given. I too am chosen to be a good partner. To help fulfill someone’s dreams. A visit with my sister.
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