“I could not see them—but if I looked away, toward the totally empty black, they were all around me. So I have come again. They all knew why I was here. I could sense them inhaling the emptiness around them. Inhaling the dark. Breathing me. I was empty. There was nothing left. There was only the Other in me now, that Voice that called me and breathed into me. I was fading, like someone overexposed. Even in the darkroom film will cloud. Even far away from light. I was blank, now, empty. I thought...: You have not left me alone. Of course not, He said, His Voice in me like pleasure. You know how much I love you. Not wanting to say it. And wanting it. That was all that was left of me. Yes. I know. Why have you waited so long? I thought: just a few pictures. Just a few, and then I’ll go. My camera. I clutched it, thankful for it. Ideal for this. Not as ideal as the Hasselblad, but that camera needed a tripod and I did not want to drag a tripod over the walls and into this place. It would slow me down, and they could catch me here.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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