The New Door

There were red drops on the white door.

Fade out.

Are these drops of blood?

They looked like water color, dripping on the center of the door.

It was Joe's door.

What would happen if it opened this time?

Do you still love me Joe?

Do you still think of me?

I'm ready to open that door.

Hidden behind it is the rest of me.  My fears, hopes, desires, and the places where our souls meet.

The Red Book:

Quotes from The Red Book

I indignantly answered, “Do you call light what we men call the worst darkness? Do you call day night?”

To this my soul spoke a word that roused my anger, “My light is not of this world.”

I cried, “I know of no other world!”

The soul answered, “Should it not exist because you know nothing of it?

C.G. Jung, The Red Book: Liber Novus