abaya:
i have hesitated to post anything to this thread because in the end my only response was that i felt (and feel) badly that you had to endure that experience, and that you have to endure its repetitions. including this one.
if my experience is any guide, ambiguity can be hard to live with: worse in some ways than a clear action, no matter the outcomes....it's hard to cathect (in the awful parlance of the 30s freud translations)...so it's hard to "get over" because it's hard to assign a clear meaning to...it obviously resists being stuffed into clear narratives that are not particular: the narrative is that of what happened. if there are gaps, they aren't going to be filled in.
so it keeps coming back.
and you get to relive it when you write or talk about it.
i read through the thread and see it as a large repetition: because it appears that no resolution into anything other than ambiguity is possible, nothing is resolved here into anything other than ambiguity. the outcomes are contained in the premises (the story itself): the thread is a tautology.
i hope that this repetition serves some good function for you: that this will be among a series the result of which is this becoming something that you can let slide away into a kind of past that no longer causes pain when you remember.
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a gramophone its corrugated trumpet silver handle
spinning dog. such faithfulness it hear
it make you sick.
-kamau brathwaite
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