It begins beautifully, innocently and with full love. The New One is vulnerable and has to be caressed and tamed. They say that caressing is good only at the very beginning, whereas taming – educational.
They say so when the New one appears. They jump, scream and cry. The world seems so beautiful and bleached from guilt when the New One arrives. The New One requires energy flowing to him from the outside, power of caressing and flexible boundaries. He can evolve and he blossoms.
He grows.
He grows up in contexts, circumstances and orders. Treated like a plant, he has his wings trimmed to make them, as they say, grow faster. In that way the New One receives the form to be intertwined easier in so called “ in between”.
The New One determines his condition, learns how to take his first steps, how to toddle no more. He sets the limits of this condition by saying “I can’t anymore” or “I want more” and screams out many other statements to himself.
Eventually, there will come a time for the Newer One. It means finding some place for him too. Simpler moves in space where everything has a specific (its own?) place.
One day the New One becomes the Old One – known and predictable.
The wings are trimmed no more, impossible to grow.
The Old One, however, will remain the New One as long as he ... remembers.
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