18/04/2024
“WHEN 2 SIDES OF A COIN MEET”.
This is the name of a show I am seeing now in my mind, as I sit in my mind’s theatre and the curtain opens up.
On the stage I see 2 images , attached to their back like Siames twins, facing away from each other.
One is dressed in white and the other is dressed in black.
The white image is having dark and empty (like space) face, and the black image has white face with black eyes, black nostrils and black lips.
They are turning their head from side to side, scanning the view in front of them. As they finish to scan 180* , they slowly turn, around the same spot they are located, continuing scanning the other 180*, until they stop when ending their 360* scan. Now they are still standing back to back, but their faces are facing to the opposite direction they were facing in the beginning.
“I am afraid”, I hear the white face with the black body saying.
“What are you afraid of?”, asks the black face with the white body.
“From what I cannot see, from what I cannot know”, says the white face.
“It might be me”, says the black empty face.
“Why are you saying it?”, asks the white face.
“Because you cannot see me, because you cannot know me”, answers the black face.
“Ow, you are absolutely right, I don’t. Who are you?”, asks the white face.
“I am “no one”, answers the empty face.
“How can it be? I hear you…”, the white face sounds wondering.
“Well it is a bit tricky to answer, since you consider yourself to be someone, isn’t it so?”, it sounds to me that empty face is smiling.
“How would you know?”, the white face sounds wondering again.
“I don’t know, I am “no one”, meaning I am empty and that is what makes all be transparent to me. Are you saying I am wrong?”, asks empty face.
“Actually you are not wrong, I do think I am someone, I just cannot grasp what you are saying. How can “no one” be? Why am I afraid of you?”, the white face sounds a bit confused and curious at the same time.
“Maybe you know me by the name “Death”…”, says empty face.
“Am I speaking to Death?”, the white face sounds surprised and intrigued.
“If you want to give “no one” a name, I would say it is a good one, since no one lives here”, says empty face.
“Ow, I see and I can relate to that. So how would you call me?”, asks white face.
“I can call you “Life”, just for the sake of playing with words, but I cannot see you in a different way I see Death”, empty face sounds weird to me now and I become intrigued.
“I like being called Life, but I cannot understand how Life can be seen as Death”, white face sounds more comfortable receiving a label “Life” from “Death”.
“Off course it is hard for you to understand my perspective. Would you like us to switch positions? Maybe it will be easier for you to see all for yourself as Death itself?” Empty face suggests openly.
“I am afraid, and at the same time I cannot refuse to this suggestion. What will happen if I will not be able to return to life?” I hear white face as he really is scared and brave, at the same time.
“I see your point. I can just remind you that we are basically only 2 sides of a coin, the same coin. So how can we be afraid from ourselves?” It sounds to me that empty face is making a reasonable point.
Something amazing is happening now. They are moving away from each other, and pulling to opposite directions. Their backs are expanding and stretching like a bubble gum. The gum is stretching and stretching up to a point it cannot stretch longer, and they are running to each other back to back so fast that when they reach to each other’s back they cross to the other side, turn and switch positions. The white face: meaning Life itself becomes empty face: meaning Death itself, and empty face: meaning Death becomes white face: meaning Life itself.
They are doing now the same scan as they did when I just started to see them in the beginning, when the curtain opened up. Now they are continuing to scan, and they are switching their position again. They are still in the center of the stage, just looking to the opposite directions, ending their 360* scan.
“I am not afraid”, says Life from the position of Death itself.
“How come?”, asks Death from the position of Life itself.
“There is nothing here to be afraid of”, says Life as Death itself
“What are you saying?” Asks Death from the position of Life itself.
“I am saying that freedom is my experience now, and it is certainly not like I was imagining Death to be”, I hear this sweet smile’s sound from Life speaking as Death.
“So how do you see me as Life now from Death perspective?” Asks Death as Life.
“I see Life as me. No one and no other than me. I am no one appearing as someone, hahaha, it is so funny and liberating, hahaha”, Life as Death continues to lough.
“And how do you see Death now?” Asks Death from the perspective of Life.
“Death is “no self”, and it is part of life. Actually it makes life more colorful, it makes life sweeter like sweetness itself. It makes the impossible to be possible”, Life continues to smile, to breathe and to expand and to expand….
Now I see both images turn to each other, their back is no longer attached, they face each other with a smile and hug. As they hug they melt to the floor of the stage and disappear.
The curtain closes up and I hear my self applauding to myself, hahaha.
Written by Amapola
