I closed my eyes and lay in a darkness of
my own. Why not die and put an end to
all the torment? I invoked Nirvana or death. I wanted
to enter a sphere where there was no anguish, no
yesterday, no tomorrow. I wanted to retreat into a part
of the elements of which I was constituted. As I
dozed off, I dreamed about things for which there are
no words or concepts. I became a creature who stretched
like rubber; I was partly an elastic spring, partly intangible
spirit, partly fear, partly language. I turned into an embryo.
Paraphrases from the novel The Certificate by Isaac Bashevis Singer.