Robin

On March 23rd 1996 at 6:58 in the morning I got up and went to the bathroom. As I returned to bed, strange words began popping into my head. I didn't want to forget them so I went into my son's bedroom, who was away at college, and recorded them. The room was dark. I didn't have my glasses on and I wasn't dressed. In the desk drawer I located a pen and paper and wrote down the words as they were presented to me. A little more than an hour later my hand was tired and there were fourteen handwritten pages. It was actually one hour and eight minutes. The following is a copy of those fourteen pages. I had a chance encounter with William Shakespeare. He informed me that the person behind his great literary achievements was Sonja Sjorgensen. She was known to me as Robin, a young lady who died early in life of fever. She communicated in writing with him through his hand.

This happened to me. If this happened to you, what would do?

Dettagli