20.11.2025
‘You are looking considerably better’, remarked Alfonso, surveying me up and down. He was looking particularly dashing today too.
‘Was there any issue before?’ I asked him, raising my eyebrow archly.
‘You would not like the answer’, he grinned at me. ‘What is it do you think that is doing it for you?’
‘Having someone to hold.’
Alfonso smiled. ‘So, at last! But how is the holding doing so much?’
‘Before, I was wandering about this world, as lonely as a cloud on high. There was no love that was being offered to me. In fact, I was given refusal, disdain and rejection. Over and over again. Now, love is being offered to me and being taken from me in this hold.’
‘You think that love cures?’ asked Alfonso. ‘I heard that it is a sickness of itself.’
‘Holding someone is connection. What else do we search for in this life? We have it before we are born. We are in our mothers. After we are born, we stay close to our mother, skin upon skin. Looking into her eyes the whole time. Connection is our beginning and it is what forms our minds. That is why holding someone is medicine. Their body is medicine. The medicine of connection.’
‘Says the one that is healed.’
‘Jesus healed by laying his hands on others. Not by magic. But by touch.’
‘How does it feel, this healing?’
‘The ego is boosted. There is someone for me, someone that cares for me, someone that loves me, someone that holds me in this moment. There is someone against my skin that protects me from this cold and hard world. I feel secure, supported, greater than myself. I feel that now I am a true part of the human race.’
‘Someone to hold. A simple cure.’
‘The cure is simple. But to get someone to hold? It is not simple. It is fiendishly complicated. But we will not go into that. There are those that object to the truth because it is not in their interest and does not serve their agenda. And we live in the cancel culture. Instead, I will enjoy the cure.’
diary of a lone man 