Monday, April 21, 2014

YOU MUST PULL THE LATCH !

When I met Ralph I never imagined that my life would change so much. He seemed very shy and passed long before I realize that all this shyness of mimicry was actually a discreet order to obtain the help of needs. For example, although I never said it, I am convinced that the story candlelight walk to the library books in front of me, it was just a clever way to get me to help him. He seemed so helpless, it seemed natural that I offer to take them home. Naturally as it seemed then, to exempt him from long trips through antique shops and libraries in search of rare titles. My friend Juliet, I tolerate with patience my angel escapes through Ralph's universe though he could not help but whisper to me parting nasty:
- If I did not know how much you love me, you'd almost suspect that you like him.
I gave a shrug, insensitive to her jokes, quickly rushed to the exciting world of Ralph. Their house was quite dilapidated and Ralph was not far from the man who set her up. Be satisfied with it as an inheritance from an aunt who had died just in time because otherwise, the rate at which buying books, did not see as his immense library could fit in the modest apartment where he lived before. Around the house apparently had left a pretty good amount because I never heard complaining that he has no money to buy a book. Or maybe, as Juliet said gold could produce! He said that full of sorrow when he found the package with books that Ralph takes him a treatise on alchemy on whose cover an old alchemist transfigured transform lead into gold.
Proved an extraordinary avarice for ordinary things and sometimes I say that if I had not bought food I would have to go a long time to realize that his fridge is empty. Bantu hours by his huge house, passing out from one room to another, munching his thoughts forever. But most impressive of all was that house huge library. On its immensity, I doubted for a moment that was originally a large ballroom. Sometimes when you go, it seemed that Ralph is lost completely behind heaps of books and blur to me easily, without realizing that it is tired, optical illusion, or was just dust that rises from the Ralph ransacked books.
I imagined that he was doing work that was completely unnecessary sort of compilation by old treaties. Few and far between visitors used to address the pompous titles like master or doctor, as useless in my opinion as that of a master, as long as I have not seen in many years as I stood beside him to publish any work and neither had any student to carry on science, whatever the reason. And you never explained it. Not because it was secret and no doubt because of my comprehension. Always used to tell me:
- Dear Martin, I do not know exactly what I'm doing! I feel that here in these books, there are many mysteries that, when you loose it certainly will change the world ... If I have left to say ... Because many forces would want these secrets to remain buried forever in the dark and oblivion ...
As usual, do not respond. Take from him the long list of books and money to roam from bookstores to the dissatisfaction of Juliet:
- You neglect life, I neglect myself, neglecting everything to one who, from what you tell me, much would have to be closed to the madhouse ... All I hope is that when that happens, at least you close both in the same cell.
Ralph, on the other hand, did not seem to notice Because I give my whole life upside down and I was fired from the company where I worked part-time received the news with the proper posting of a man immersed in reading over my head occult. He muttered that anyway can not do without me so I'll hire me as a private secretary and would stop my amount you think I fit right salary money that I gave him for books.
- And for God's sake, do not forget when you leave, you better shut the door!
A close and listened as hard latch fell into place his click-clac!
Only after this double confirmation extended leave me looking through antique shops and libraries. Sometimes I said that Ralph is just a harmless crazy but full of money and got a dirty scoundrel who, pretending to make them moods, I eat money. Juliet was convinced that I was actually insane and who was Ralph advantage, depriving me of my most priceless asset of time and my youth.- Even me began to use me as a pillow, her exasperated growl when I see endless lists of Ralph reading them even in bed.                                                                                                                           
- No, you're not a good pillow, I would let me lower. A silent and even pillow lets you sleep ...
Sometimes, to an improvement had to spend with her as a valuable manuscript from the sixteenth century but, as Ralph did not seem to notice our lives away from their course, especially since he had a new passion for books alchemy. After a tiring trip to Paris where a dark antique've managed to procure a fabulous price "Le Mysteres des cathedrales" by Fulcanelli, his research seemed to have started on a new path. A pile of books around him was growing bigger and Ralph himself as a process of integration in a world of bookish and only accessible gave the impression that shrinks by the day. I knew it was an illusion and nothing more but when we leave behind the silhouette barely visible among the books I had a feeling that I will not find him there on my return.
Juliet I always found better-paid jobs, but stubbornly refused to leave him, Ralph. Eventually, abandon her, convinced that they plan to kill him and take his money after I learned where he keeps. If someone were to ask me now that it's over, what attracted me, kept me near Ralph during this time, I'm sure I would not find a clear answer. Juliet was convinced that he had found in old books about the magic formula that will be able to knit a man otherwise he could not explain why I who change about five jobs per year, more than three years he served faithfully Ralph. Perhaps feeling that something was going to happen and I was not so much to witness, especially as to prevent a threat I felt in the air. Ralph looked even more worried lately.
You know, I told him, repeating endlessly and seemed not to give very much aware of my presence beside him, Fulcanelli ciphered found in many cathedrals lines of the ancient mysteries. He revealed to others and it was gone ... Science without conscience ... very dangerous. Martin, promise! If something ever happens to me, anything to burn the house ... I know it's too dangerous. Science unconscious ... And do not forget to close the right door when you leave!
Do not forget: click-clac latch was difficult and I went out in the ordinary world, it seemed that beyond the door is a foreign territory, denied common knowledge.
- It's a madhouse beyond that door! Juliet said and refused to accompany me inside. Only hurry that day and not to make two trips, and she agreed to take a package to help me.
Ralph seemed not aware of its presence until we got close to him. Only then lifted up his eyes and looked watery of books was suddenly enlightened:
- Look and Eve, who will pull us into sin!
Juliet gave to protest, but I pulled it out after I heard the distant cry of Ralph:
- Close the door behind you!
- Okay, okay! I answered and I slammed the bolt nervous because Juliet was no longer abstained and signs that both myself and Ralph are fools.                                                                              
Click! the latch did, but I did not realize it until later when I was too far to go back. However I had to return more than a few hours, though, now I can say that a gloomy foreboding was pressing.
When I returned, the first thing I noticed was the door ajar. I opened it and saw that all thin and whitish mist that seemed to float all the time in the room is now converted into a dense dark as pitch.
- Ralph! ... We cried to the darkness in front of me, but no one answered me. After a time, a slight chuckle the night seemed to hear my side of the room and started to drain a warbling. Lights in the room see also caught in the tide of black fog that slowly slid around me, I heard and I thought I heard:

- You better shut the door!




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