A few words from a meta-level. As I’ve already said, I have a great text. It was supposed to be written by Marcin Wicha, but he didn’t get the chance. He sketched the shape and set the direction. And it was Paweł Sołtys who filled it with concrete content. Adding a dimension of his own, one that I had only vaguely sensed, and which delighted and swept me away. As has happened before, Paweł and I met once, briefly, in passing, over coffee, just to see if anything might even begin to flicker here. And for a moment, the spinning wheel stopped, and the points of view on its various — I don’t know — spokes, synchronized. I’d like to believe that Marcin’s perspective aligned as well. From the time when he still spun along with us on that wheel — and maybe even from the time when he no longer does. Who knows, who knows.

The text has two protagonists. As distant from each other as one could possibly imagine. They’re separated by an entire cosmos, you might say. For a fleeting moment, in passing, their perspectives align, contact is made, information flows. Hope is born, and so on. But everything ends quickly, and not quite the way the characters might have wished, or we might have expected. We all find ourselves somewhere slightly different from where we thought we were. Which could be a source of disappointment — but could also, who knows, be an epiphany. To each their own. Everyone gets what they most urgently need.

The shape of the piece took a long time to crystallize for me. Even though the text itself has a precise and pure form. I couldn’t synchronize it with the sound. It happens. I kept banging my head against the wall — or worse, into empty space, not even able to find a wall to break through. Maybe that’s where the sudden fever came from, which laid me up for a week. It came with nothing but a hum in my head. A varied, colorful, even pleasant hum. I got up from it a bit unsteady and moved forward. Forcing myself, as always — there’s no other way. Wobbly step by wobbly step, still shivering, and as has happened before, I’m getting farther and walking more confidently. At last, I see the whole. At last, I hear the whole.