The Mother

Agenda

Volume 13

November 15, 1972

(Mother seems very impersonal and far away.)

So?

I have a feeling I sometimes see you at night.

(Mother nods: yes, yes)

And you, the work, Mother?

What?

Your work?

“My” work....

Poetically, I could say: a few seconds in heaven and... hours in hell.

It's better not to speak about it.

(Mother moans while in trance)