People Emerging...or Disappearing


The Other Side of the Drain

"Glycerine" by Bush

I'm thinking of my wonderful, brilliant, funny friend Mark who died too young this Dec.22. If there was a Christian I admired, one whose beliefs made him kinder rather than meaner, it was him. We never agreed about his faith but we respected the right to disagree. Now, his faith is a comfort to me, because it must have been a comfort for him . Right or wrong, he would've "known" where he was going at the end, and I want to believe that's where he is. But I don't know.

I. The Dream of the Drain

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I. The Dream of the Drain

Everyone says that you can't die in your dreams or you'll die in real life. But when I was a child I died again and again in mine, and woke up none the worse for wear. It was a disturbing dream, though, recurring dozens of times over several years.

Always I died in the same horrible way--pushed, dragged against my will into a cramped shower stall, fighting helplessly to escape. Then the water would rain down on me from the showerhead, growing hotter and hotter, from steaming to scalding to liquid fire. I couldn't move or get away from it. I would scream at first until my torn vocal chords couldn't scream anymore. Mercifully, I couldn't burn forever. I melted.

I melted and joined the swirling water and went down the drain. Falling through the drain, I could briefly look up and see the light coming through the holes above, briefly hear the echo of the water pounding there. Then darkness and nothing--and I would wake up.

I always knew I was dead at the end of the dream. What was maddening was that I never dreamed what came next.

I have always been fretful about death and afterlife. I'm in my early 30's but have a preteen's morbid fascination with death. The rest of you "got it" when you were twelve or thirteen: yes, we all die . Smoke another joint and freak out on that idea, then grow up and forget about it. But that just doesn't work for me. I think too much about it and can't claim any greater knowledge on the subject for all the time spent thinking of it.

When I hear someone say, even in a movie, that they aren't afraid to die, I think, "You have GOT to be crazy, or lying, or both." I'm very afraid. We don't know what's on the other side of that drain.


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