Carried by Invisible Bodies

Storytelling

Story, storytelling

This is a story

Storytelling

So, right now I feel like

There are two, there is like double fiction

So I'll try, I'll try to think what I was, what I was writing

I was writing something about how

It kind of feels like there are two layers of fiction right now

Because there is stuff I'm writing, like for this

Which would normally be considered fiction because it's something else

Like, it's not like I'm writing an email or anything

Or speaking with someone about reality

I'm always speaking with someone else

I don't know who you are supposed to be

But it's like someone that's not present at the other end

Someone who can't give anything back in that way that is realistic, I guess

But even, even my so-called realistic conversations are fictional right now

Because it's like, you know, everything is cancelled

But it wasn't cancelled yesterday

Yesterday, everyone said that it would go on

And then today, it was cancelled

So everything I said yesterday about that, then, would be fictional

What is this space, then?

Is this space somewhere that will then become true?

I guess that's why I've always been in music

And I've enjoyed recording

Because there, there has been some kind of potential of, of

How should I put it? Um

It is somehow contagious

But in some way you're not aware of

Carried by invisible bodies from one person to another

You don't know how you're gonna react

And when you do react

You react with body parts you didn't know you had

Very small ones, like, you know, all the little hairs you don't normally feel in your body

All this is, what, I guess, the only story being told about reality that really works is right now

We are given all these body parts, the responsibility of them

You know, your face, your mouth, the nose that you use

The narrative is a bit limited, perhaps

The narrative is don't touch them

So maybe I am here then to allow myself to touch them