18.27

The plan was to move to a caravan.

The forthright moved to the foreground.

The shedding of a tree, that lies on skimmed water.

People pass.

Only to travel to another dimension.

The directionality:

Border folk

The dreamt and the directionality

Where sand-dunes lay waste to a forgotten sense of being.

The border folk.

Laughing in an echo chamber.

                                                                     Louis

Do Max Cherry and Jackie Brown know each other?

                                                                     Ordell

Hell, yes, they know each other. He bonded her out of County.

                                                                     Louis

You know the motherfucker’s a bail bondsman, don’t ya? You know ever last one of them motherfuckers is crooked as hell?

                                                                     Louis

Why should I think anything’s weird, if I don’t know nothin’ about them knowin’ each other?

                                                                     Ordell

Man, I don’t wanna hear your fuckin’ excuses!

Louis gets mad.

                                                                     Louis

I ain’t givin’ you fuckin’ excuses, I’m givin’ you reasons.

                                                                     Ordell

Oh, you gonna tell me the reason you lost all the goddamn money I got in the world! Let me tell you the reason, motherfucker! The reason is, your ass ain’t worth a shit no more!

Louis turns into the hard convict on the yard, and tells Ordell:

Louis

                                                                     (hard)

You best back off.

We hear a BAM.

Louis jerks.

Ordell shot him.

Louis falls back against the car door, eyes wide open staring at Ordell.

Ordell takes the pistol, works the barrel up higher on Louis’ side, right under the arm, and shoots him again.

This time Louis’s head BANGS against the car-door window. He slumps over-his life gone.

Ordell looks at him.

                                                                     Ordell

What the fuck happened to you, man? Shit, your ass use’ta be beautiful!

Ordell takes the bag and gets out of the car, leaving Louis’s dead body there.

If, in order to try to understand the whole structure of the ‘me’, the self., with all its extraordinary complexity, you go step by step, uncovering layer by layer, examining every thought, feeling and motive, you will get caught up in the analytical process which may take you weeks, months, years – and when you admit time into the process of understanding yourself, you must allow for every form of distortion because the self is a complex entity, moving, living, struggling, wanting, denying, with pressures and stresses and influences of all sorts continually at work on it. So you will discover for yourself that this is not the way; you will understand that the only way to look at yourself is totally, immediately, without time; and you can see the totality of yourself only when the mind is not fragmented. What you see in totality is the truth.