THE TWINS
Mel Waldman
The telepathic twins go for a stroll on Chaos Highway.
When they come to a fork in the road, Yin chooses the
road to the left, Yang-the road to the right. “Goodbye,”
they think. Not one empathic word is spoken. And in
less than the blink of an eye, they go on separate journeys.
Each journey is a mythical and earthly voyage through a
Labyrinth where the only exits are Death, Madness, or
Miraculous Metamorphosis. (But few can tolerate the
terror of transformation.)
Yet each twin exits a Labyrinth, rushes slowly across a
bleak New England highway. And before the next fork
in the road, they magically meet in the middle of a mystical
country byway, a replica of a vast desolate road sliced from
a Stephen King horror story.
Yin gazes at Yang: “Why is there evil?” Yang reflects:
“Because there is good.” In the Abyss of Sadness, Yin asks:
“Why must we suffer?” “In order to ask-Why? Or, to make
us search for the meaning of existence. Or...” “Perhaps, it
is all an illusion, Yang.”