The lady and the man had an idea. This idea had been with them for a few years now, born in the early years of this century. It stayed mainly in the possession of the lady, but sometimes the man shared it with her, adding to it, taking away from it. This idea was everything to the lady and the man; it was their world entire, their main reason for happiness and existence.
I could not live without it. I could never give this to another.
Having smaller versions of the same idea brought the lady and the man together; once they met, the full idea was born. With this idea between them, tying them together in an impossible knot, they began to explore. This idea carried them everywhere. The lady and the man traveled this country and many others, telling other people about this idea. Neither believed that it should exist solely between them; it had to be shared.
Once, they met another man who also believed in their idea. He wanted to help them share it. The three of them buried themselves together for months as they prepared the best way to present the idea to the world. They hid themselves for so long that other people began to be afraid of what they would do. But this other man believed in the lady and the man. And they believed in him. When they emerged, the idea was more beautiful than the lady and the man ever imagined.
And it was good.
The lady and the man always continued examining their idea, finding new ways to see it, to understand it. Many years later, the lady and the man discovered an entirely new angle to the idea, one that they had never seen before.
How do we do this?
How can we make people that this is our idea like it used to be?
I want everyone to believe in this.
I know someone who can help us.
The man wanted the other man, the one who had helped them all those years ago, to guide them again with this new idea. He thought that there could be no other. The lady and the man packed up all of their belongings, their dog, and their dog's ferret, and left home. The man knew that this was the only way. The lady wasn't sure but trusted the man. He loved the idea as much as she did, so of course this was the right way.
They traveled far to see the other man, and found him much changed. The lady and the man soon saw that they had made a huge mistake in traveling so far for this other man.
We have come so far to go now. Let us try and make him see. Everything is changed. Especially him.
Then one evening, the lady and the man left the other man's lair on their motorbike, enjoying the beautiful crepuscular summer evening, going to another place to enjoy food, drink, and fellowship. Then everything went wrong. As the man drove the motorbike with the lady holding on behind, he found that the motorbike was suddenly no longer underneath them. All the lady and the man knew was that suddenly their bodies were floating in the air, skin burning on asphalt, rolling, and coming to a halt on the road. Between the two of them, they made one whole, well person, as a result of the accident. Separately, they were incapable of doing much, being in so much pain and so wounded. But barely three days after the motorbike accident, the lady and the man went back to the other man; they were determined to complete the new idea, even if they were still injured.
We have come so far to be here with you. We have to finish.
I don't know if we can now. You are too badly hurt. You should go home.
We cannot go home. You have to help us. We need you.
Very quickly though, the lady and the man realized that they did not need the other man after all. He was much changed, and he could do nothing for them anymore. They had to find someone else. But who else could help them? They got back to work on the new idea, thinking only they could do it, that they were alone in this struggle. Soon they found that others wanted to help. Many people had known about the idea and wanted to assist them, having faith that they also understood. And they did, showing the lady and the man that their idea was worth everything they had sacrificed, all they had given to it. The lady and the man worked hard, alone and with their friends. Piece by piece, moment by moment, they understood better their idea.
Then the idea was done. They were amazed at the new things they had done to the idea. And it was beautiful.