1. The important thing is to never stop asking questions.
One day, I’m going to meet Einstein and tell him:
Yes, what you say is true, Albert, but sometimes questions weigh heavily because one wants an immediate answer, wants to know everything.
You, you know a lot. You even know, because I know you know, that God exists, so I suppose it’s easier for you to find the answers.
I imagine that Einstein would first try to give me an answer to my question, “So now what?” with a mathematical formula or a logical equation.
In the end, since I probably wouldn’t understand anything (maybe a little), he would say: well, go and do what you always do.
And the answer, that is: write.
So as I keep asking myself “now what?” I write this.
(Einstein must be sitting next to God in a theater)
2. Revelation
When I was a child, my grandmother would tell me to open the Bible with my eyes closed, and that I would find the answer to my question.
I don’t have a Bible here, but since the Bible is pure fiction, I open poetry books instead, or I play a random song and close my eyes.
Today, instead of books, I played a song.
Then a song by Oasis came on—Oasis, who I like but never so much as to believe they have the answers (just thinking about them).
But today I had a revelation:
The song is called “Keep the Dream Alive” and a piece of the lyrics stuck with me: “the answers disappear when I open my eyes.”
So I told myself, after the dominoes fall, after my pains, after the gray and miserable afternoons, after my friends who are no longer my friends, after feeling alone and a bit over there and not here, after having my heart in my pocket, after knowing the world is ending, after leaving home in a taxi almost sleeping like a lifeless being, after you told me you didn’t want to talk to me, after so much, what I have to do is keep dreaming and not open my eyes.
3. Game
I made up a game (to forget about all responsibilities).
I made it up after reading somewhere (I read everything, even the walls of public restrooms) something related to the power of the mind, and because I remember Roberto Benigni in a movie saying “muoviti muoviti muoviti” trying to wake someone up (or move someone).
The thing is that while I walk down the street or sit in a restaurant, I stare intently at the back of people’s heads in front of me.
If the person turns around to look at me, I score a point. Every 10 points is a level, and so on until level 10, when I’ll have the title of spoon-bender.
(For now, I’m just a wannabe children’s party magician)
Today I managed to turn three heads out of twenty.
The only bad thing is that I don’t know how to react when they turn around to see who’s staring at the back of their head.
I’ll find some serious gesture because I know you’re not supposed to play with people like that without asking.
I was taught that at home when I was very young.
(excuse me)