My Library

How could I forget these things!… Yes, yes. (Here is another area of your perception that is a part of the emergence you have long forgotten. It is completely your own. We do no more than assist you in your recall.) CLICK! … I want to hear the music … I want to hear the special music … I know how to make the Victrola play the music because I learned how, I learned how just from watching, and then she watched me show her how I could play it, then she said I could play it but I had to be real careful so I don’t break the records … so I’m not being bad if I play it … I pull the chair over close to the Victrola so I can stand on it and put the record in the top … I have to lift up the heavy lid, but I do it … I turn the shiny crank in the side, more and more until it won’t crank any more, but I don’t crank it after that because it might break the spring … then I open the front doors of the Victrola, and there is my special music record on the first shelf just where I left it … pull the record out and be real careful to don’t break it, and put it up on top. Then I climb up on the chair. I pull the paper cover off the record and put the record on the wheel … then I put the shiny fat arm part with the sharp needle in it down real careful on the edge of the black record … now everything is ready … I move the little shiny finger and the wheel with the black record on it starts moving, and I hurry down off the chair to where the music is … the music starts coming out of the Victrola and I feel real quiet, so I close my eyes … it is blank for a long time as I listen to the music, but then I feel a surge way down at the bottom of me, and it feels like tingling when my foot goes to sleep, but it doesn’t hurt, it feels good, and with it I hear raining, just like rain on the roof, but it comes and goes … and the music gets so soft I can’t hear it anymore … then it’s quiet and I can’t hear or feel anything … there it is again, coming up from the bottom of me more, the tingle and the rain surge, and it feels better than anything I ever felt … and I wait for it to happen again … here it comes again, stronger and bigger, and it feels so good it starts to hurt,