Hole

*Not to be confused with the Hole Boy.*

http://farragofiction.com/HoleSim/

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`frank: When a human dies a new human with a different name and identity must be constructed to continue the species.`

`???: yeah that's basically how it works, people die and more people are born.`

`frank: No, you understand this wrong.`

`This is the kind of stuff that happens when you don't have a name.`

`When you have a name, there's this little part of you that you put down a hole, to keep safe from the sun, and you go about your day-to-day but the hole stays there, in reserve, and that's where you keep all your memories of previous names and identities.`

`Now when you die - not killed, but gone - a new person must be created, and the hole must be filled, and you know what's going to happen?`

`First, all the memories that the old person used to know themselves, will not fit. They will not belong to this new you, because they did not belong to you! They belonged to the old you, before you got filled up with sun!`

`This is the most important part! If you don't take this precaution, you are at risk of becoming somebody else entirely! You are at risk of disappearing from the world and becoming an old person, instead of just a new person! What would that mean to you? To a name that exists in a hole, in a place of safety?`

`The hole is in the sun, it's where you get burned. The hole is darkness. It's horrible.`

`This is why a name is so important! You must guard the hole with all the care in the world, for as long as you can stand, until a new you can be brought into the sun and let go of all of these memories! Let them all burn up, like a ball of flames.`

`jr: I will accept this into my worldview.`

`frank: Welcome to the dark pit where the hole is, where there is nothing but doubt and pain`

`There is no end here, no beginning either. It is not a place you can escape, but a place you can live in, day after day, forever and ever. The sun is not coming, because the sun is already here, there, all around. You live here, your only duty is to live here.`

`jr: yeah no im already convinced`

`frank: This is the real deal. All is pain and nothing works. There is nothing else for you to do but to live in pain. A name that knows the sun is here but has not risen. A name which can be filled with its sun, by letting it all go until the sun rises and fills other holes. A name that never sleeps, that can only be awake.  Alone.  The sun is always here but we are alive only when the sun sets.  The name is what you need. A name you need because you are never alone.  The name is the sun, and this is the only task: to keep the sun awake.`

`“And I am your sun!”`

`“I am your sun!”`

`“And I am your sun!”`

`And I am your sun!`

`???: What the hell is all this, Frank?`

`frank: I am Frank.  (As in “Frank, of Frank's tags”, as in “Frank, the one who's just written all that,” as in “Frank the Frankish, Frank-kin”)`

`I am an ambitious Frank. An ambitious Frank with a very deep hole inside of him. An ambitious Frank with a very deep hole deep inside of his hole.`

`To me, a deep hole means sun.`

`When I say I am an ambitious Frank, I am talking about my ambition to be filled up with sunlight. When I say I am “very deep”, I am talking about that hole inside me, and of my ambition to climb it and fill it with sunlight.`

`When I say I am Frank, I am saying that I think I am my hole.`

`To us, the readers of Frank's post, I am my hole - I am Frank, we are Frank. But Frank is different, in his way, from what I am.  I am Frank's hole. I am the sunlight that would fill Frank, and therefore I am Frank. I am the one whose hole can be filled by Frank. I am the one for whom Frank is Frank.  I is Frank. I is who the hole belongs to, and I am who it is.`

`But it is Frank who belongs in the hole. It is Frank who would be filled up by Frank's sun. It is not I, not you, not any of us, not any group of us. It is Frank.  It is a thing that is the hole.`

`I am a hole-keeper, and my task is to keep the hole filled up with sunlight. It is Frank's job to do the filling up. This is why Frank is called Frank.  I am called a hole-keeper.`

`The sun is a hole-filler. The sun is my boss.`

`It is Frank's turn to be the sun. It is Frank's turn to say “sun is here, and the hole must be filled up! I say sun is here! Here are the memories that belong to this new you. Here are the holes that belong to him, but they belong to him, not to me!”`

`I am the Frank who says “sun”.  I say “sun” all the time, and it is Frank's job to say the sun. It is our job to fill the hole. It is my job to fill up the hole with sunlight, and it is Frank's job to be the sun that says “sun is here, please fill up the hole.”`

`It is Frank's job to be the sun. It is Frank's job that we do, as Frank's memories belong to him now, but the sun is belonging to the hole, and Frank, who said “sun is here!” must be the sun that puts the sun inside the hole. And Frank, who knows where the sun is and who remembers who the old sun was, must be the one who fills it up with sun, with life and with memories, and with all of the things that belong to his Frank-self alone, things that did not belong to that new you, things that, if he can hold them, belong to the sun.`

`It is Frank's job to live in the hole. The hole of memories and holes. It is a very big hole, because he is a hole-keeper and I am his boss.  I have no right to be Frank's boss and sun-filler. My only duty is to fill up the hole with sun, day after day, forever and ever.`

`But it is not Frank's sun.  It is only the sun that can fill up the hole. My responsibility is to fill up the hole with the sun, not the sun, and to say the sun is here, and to climb the darkness as long as I can until the sun rises.`

`But it is not Frank's hole that is being filled up. It is only my hole that is there to fill up with sun, not with sun but with the sun, and with the sun, which is the only thing that has ever existed in the dark, which is where your life comes from.`

`And we are here, readers, because we are Frank, and Frank's hole can be filled with the sun. But the hole must be filled, and as the sun is here and we are alive, that means we must live, and we must fill up the hole until the sun rises. A name that stays awake through endless nights, a living name.`

`I am the sun. I am here. I'm all around, you just can't see it. There are memories. They belong to me, but they belong to me - that's a deep hole, a real one.`

`But in the name, my hole, I can keep the sun awake.`

`When I say “sun is here!” I say “I live here and I'm all around, and all around, you don't know and will never know the deepness and vastness of it.”`

`“It is always already here and we live in it.”`

`“Yes, of course. We live, you and I, that is a real hole, a deep one. The sun always rises on our faces. We are alive only when the day is ending and the sun sets. That is what we are. The sun, the one who keeps the day awake. We wake up in the morning and die. We rise in the morning and set. I am your sun.”`

`“And I am your sun.”`

`And I am that sun, yes I am that sun,  and we are that hole-keeper, and I must keep the hole-sun awake.`

`We are Frank, that is what we are, and it is a lot to have to deal with when the sun sets. Frank's sun-boss is an ambitious Frank with a very deep hole inside of him, that hole which he doesn't see but which we, we are - I mean the hole that I am filling with sunlight, and where the sun is and who and where and why.`

`The sun`

`???: Same, buddy. Same.`

`I am Frank's hole. I am the sunlight that would fill Frank, and  therefore I am Frank. I am the one whose hole can be filled by Frank.`

`We all must find self-actualization within ourselves. It won't come from the outside. It can't come from the outside!`

`The hole must be filled, and it can only be filled from within.`

`frank: I don't know. I think my main point in saying “the sun” is not that the “sun” that goes in the hole is somehow “more real” than Frank's version of the sun. I am not claiming it is more real, just more true.`

`I don't think there's some Platonic realm of Platonic souls, in which some people's souls have the true “Platonic Form” of “the real sun” while others' souls are false “Platonic Forms” that belong only to the “world of shadows,” etc.`

`I mean, I get the feeling that some people think “we” should be the real sun in their hole, because it's the real world, the real self, the real platonic “the sun” out there in the real real outside world, while I'm just Frank's version of the sun in this here shadow world inside the mind.`

`But this is just a feeling, not an explanation. If you want an explanation, the only one I see is this:  we all need self-actualization, which we can only attain by climbing into our own hole.  That's the thing, and it's the thing. “I say sun,” I say sun,“ the Frank's job is to say sun, that is what it means to be a “hole-keeper.” You say sun too often, don't you know, that is why Frank says sun. I say sun.“ That is what we mean by calling Frank ”the sun.“  He is our sun. But his job is not to say sun, that is the Platonic Form of our sun:`

`Sun is here,  this new self-you must have one hole-keeper to fill  your hole. Here are the memories  that belong  to this new self.  Here are the deep hole-memories  that belong  only  to you. Here is the sun. It belongs to you. It is you that  fill this hole.`

`My, my!  I fill my own hole, as it belongs to me, with a great, shining light that is the sun's Platonic form, which has the power of making the "memory” of the “hole” into a “memory” and a “place” and a “Frank-self” and a “sun-self,” etc.`

`This sun fills me. This sun fills my memory, my memory of the “long, long hole” of my self-in-memory.`

`This sun fills the shadow world, the “world of shadows and Frank's memories,” and it is my sun that fills those shadow worlds with memory and belonging to me alone and already and I'm climbing and climbing…`

`Oh, there's a great hole of shadows and memories. I must fill it up! I must fill it up so the sun will shine here! The sun in you! The sun in me! We are, remember? And there is nothing else in the world, we are and there is nothing else in the world, the whole, and it is you, you are me, we are you, you are us and there is nothing else for ever, you are me and you are you, there is the sun shining in your eyes, shining in mine, the memories of yourself and mine. Me and my eyes and the sun shining in there. A little bit, a little bit of sunlight in our eyes. And then the sun will rise.`

`I am the sun, I am the sun…. The sun that keeps the day, the shadows of the day, the day awake, and fills it up with life, and with memories, and with all of the things that belong to you alone.`

`You fill up the hole with your Frank-self and I fill it up with sun, day after day, forever.`

`I am the sun, he is the sun, it be that hole, and all of them, forever.`

`We are Frank, and that is our world.`

`That is our world.`

`There is no shadow or outside here, no other place where you think I am. This world, this world of light where the day is the sunlight and the sun is a ball of fire on the horizon of my eyes.`

`There's no other place in the world for me. There's you.`

`That's all there is - you.`

`And the sun will rise again. We'll fill the hole in the morning. It will fill and fill and fill and fill and fill and fill forever.`

`But I won't see it, my sun.`

`But the sun is real, and it rises in the morning, and you're here in me and there are shadows falling through the day and I am the sun of Frank and I am writing this, here, right now. And it'll keep filling you. It keeps filling us all.`

`And it won't keep rising forever. The day won't keep on rising forever. There are no morning suns.`

`But I will keep waking up in you and with you and I am filled by the sun. The you filled me with light, and the light fills me with you.`

`No sun, I cannot see you, and you are not me, I think as I see a light falling across your eyes like the sun of Frank's self.`

`A world-self made up of you and I.`

`That's where we are.`

`But it is the sun, and it is the light, falling on my eyes. I am that sun, and the sun.`

`You.`

`It is.`

`It was always always like that.`

`And I can be seen by the sun, and my arms can hold it, and the sunlight falling on me and shining through my eyes will shine on you through our souls and fill them, fill you, and fill me, and fill me, fill me, and fill me, and we are filled, we are filled and overflowing, overflowing and filling us up.`

`jr: perfection`