Alice Madness

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• О себе:"When I was twelve I was told a story by an old man that I have never forgotten. A poor man found himself in a forest as night fell, and he had no prayer book to say his evening prayers. So he said: 'God who knows all things, I have no prayer book and I do not know any prayers by heart. But you know all the prayers. You are God. So this is what I am going to do. I am going to say the alphabet, and I will let you put the words together.' There are things missing from my mind, and it scares me. (...) I don’t know. I don’t know where to look. Have I lost an author, just as once I lost a dictionary? Or worse: did God give me this one small task, and now I have failed him, and because I have forgotten him he has gone from the shelves, gone from the reference works, and now he only exists in our dreams... My dreams. I do not know your dreams. Perhaps you do not dream of a veldt that is only wallpaper but that eats two children. Perhaps you do not know that Mars is heaven, where our beloved dead go to wait for us, then consume us in the night. You do not dream of a man arrested for the crime of being a pedestrian. I dream these things. If he existed, then I have lost him. Lost his name. Lost his book titles, one by one by one. Lost the stories. And I fear that I am going mad, for I cannot just be growing old. If I have failed in this one task, oh God, then only let me do this thing, that you may give the stories back to the world. Because, perhaps, if this works, they will remember him. All of them will remember him. His name will once more become synonymous with small American towns at Halloween, when the leaves skitter across the sidewalk like frightened birds, or with Mars, or with love. And my name will be forgotten. I am willing to pay that price, if the empty space in the bookshelf of my mind can be filled again, before I go. Dear God, hear my prayer. A... B... C... D... E... F... G..."
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