Talk at Tavistock....

I came to the clinic I could have been in my childhood.
I do not know what would it change, but now I often feel pity it was not tried before.

I stayed in front of that silent fraightening building with Zigmundt Freid sculpture hidden in not well cut bushes.

And suddenly door has opend
Young night nurse was worried and asked
Are you OK?
Do you need help?

The problem is I do not know what to answer. I would dream to try and enter. Perhaps too late. Would it help?
Would it change anything in my life long solitude and misreception by most of people.

I only know it is very strange Path I decided to go.
Since I became a girl I did not discarded my past, rather
Integrated wrenches and sawing needles with sawing machine.
Universal Sergant as my GrandMa...?

If I enter it my life will change.
Never look back the only what inner voice may whisper...

But I am still afraid to accept that my complexity...
Such a strange planet where magic transformation is a tale dream , but hated if becomes reality...