The Book of G

When I was in the army I began to write a book. It was unlike any book I had ever read; It was unlike anything I have ever written.

I wrote about visions that were in my conscious mind. I did not understand the scenes myself, but I described them as much as I could. Vivid, emotionally laden images, but they held no logical sense when I transcribed them. The book title itself was randomly assigned, for lack of a better one.

So I wrote down my visions a year or two ago.


This is when things get freaky.

This year, when I stood beside Sarah during worship at the Missions Festival, I had an epiphony about Chapter I and II of the Book of G. I started scribbling down what I realized on whatever paper I could find as people continued singing.

When we broke up I realized another one of the Chapters described exactly what I was going through, though I had written it over a year before.

Today during Theatre Studies we were introduced to a form of theatre staging that has no plot or message. The actors don't even speak in a comprehendible language. The whole purpose is to create a scene that captures an emotion the way nothing else can.

Jerzy Grotowski was the man who came up with it. And thus I found out what the G in my book's title was for.

I'm still freaking out.

There's only one Chapter left that has not come to revelation. And it is a disturbing one.