Spotlight on The Hive: From the Desk of Jared Greathouse “Ellie & Me”

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THE WHALE by Samuel D. Hunter

Director’s Note

“Ellie & Me”

I am Ellie, Ellie is me.

A song of myself, a shared memory.

Our time will soon come, but won’t cease to be.

One day we’ll both return to the sea.

Ellie and me, Ellie and me.

Dive deep because deep down…

We’re all a little ‘Ahab’, aren’t we?

After all, no one here escapes unscathed…not a one.

But how does one mend a laceration of the soul?

How does one nurse a broken spirit back to health?

A wound that won’t heal.

Festering just beneath the surface.

Rotting, infected, dress it as you may.

How does one cope?

Don’t look now, but you’ve lost your sea legs.

(One of them at least)

And you’ve only one chance at getting them back,

Only one clear path…and it’s back to the sea,

The White Whale must die.

And now, well, now you must see that journey through.

No prisoners, no questions asked.

Cold as ice, sharp as a tack.

Never letting your guard down.

Watching…listening…waiting.

Your time will soon come, just wait and see.

Sooner or later, we ALL return to the sea.

This thing that we share, it’s a ship in a bottle.

Your life’s in a frame. My life’s up on stage.

Cut from the same blade.

Leaves of grass in the shade.

My pain is your love.

Your love is my pain.

Our hate is in vain.

These hearts beat the same.

But will I see you on the sea?

Walking on water, a nod and a wave.

Treading the troubled oceans of our time.

Will we be forever missed?

Will we forever be adrift, sailing softly into the deep?

That distant blue horizon?

Will we ever explode the definition of the self?

Will we ever be?

Will we ever be?

Will we ever be?

I am Ellie, Ellie is me.

A song of myself, a shared memory.

Our time will soon come, but won’t cease to be.

One day we’ll both return to the sea.

Ellie and me, Ellie and me.

-Jared Greathouse