—Hey remember das Krokodil Lady who was with you the day of the court?
—Please! of course I can remember her!. How couldn’t I possibly have forgotten about her?
—She seemed to love you a lot.
—Yes, she claimed she loved me… Don’t you remember all the drama she yelled to the judge during the trial? But man! Lady Krokodil proved to be a tough one to get rid of. I simply couldn’t. Tried every possible method and nothing! Until I simply gave up and trusted myself to the will of the gods. I felt inutile to the point that I began to believe that she and I will reincarnate in the same place and do it all over again. Imagine… she became my shadow and eventually became my conscience, my preferred way to auto-sabotage. Helplessly I granted her the power to decide on daily matters, manage my checking and saving account, and other simple and empty life events. She excelled on all those and championed making reservations and every process that required papers, fax machines, and long waiting on the phone. Even worse was the fact that my family, friends and even my enemies claimed that we looked good together. What they never imagined was that every year together I felt like becoming a dead body. The relationship was pure boredom; she was introverted, insipid, taciturn en fin… She had no means to have a conversation. At the beginning it was cute, but this eventually became a handicap for my intellectual circles.
—But she did help you during der Vorgang, right?
—Yeah she did! She came strong and represented me well.
—Then, what are you complaining of?
—Well, der Vorgang really called for her. As soon as she knew about my troubles, she knew what her role was. It was like the "call of the process" she received just like London’s story Call of the Wild. As soon as I told her “you are IN”. She engaged, planned the trip to Lala Land and even held conference calls with the lawyer. The process became her golden opportunity to demonstrate me that she a Krokodil could love outside the box. The time der Vorgang lasted was like living her destiny. Even Aquaman agrees with me until this day. One way or another for me all this ordeal was the opportunity I was waiting to become stronger, to show my resilience and my tolerance to the system, and show to the circus manager that I was the right person for the freak position. With or without her I had the certainty that things at the end will work out in my favor. And you know me better back then I made the best out of the worst.
—Yeah, you certainly fend the whips of process and thereafter managed to carry your life for a while until you pretty much collapsed.
—Oh well… let’s put it this way. I did what I had to do and now as I put it romantically my knees and shoulders became weak because my nature led me to be like Atlas. But you know what? Nobody even myself in this present condition can’t take away what it has been done.
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