It must be Russian Week in Wake-up Pages Land.
Nov. 26, 2014
L: I'm here. I'm Lenin
L: I'm the Lenin of Russia.
M: Vladimir Lenin?
L: It's me the leader of Soviet Russia.
M: How can I help?
L: It's not easy being HERO.
M: No, I don't suppose it is. I don't really know much about you.
L: I freed my people from the Czar.
M: I guess a lot of people were grateful.
M: So where are you?
L: I'm in a dark gray endless SONOGRAM.*
L: It's endless. There is nothing here that anyone can see or touch.
M: Why are you there?
L: Because I am waiting to be born.
M: I'd better call Ben.
B: Hi. I'm Ben.
L: I'm Vladimir Lenin. That isn't really my name, but Donya can't write my real name. You know who I am.
B: I do.
L: I want to be born and start over.
B: You can't do that from here. You have to move on to the TSP.
B: You wouldn't be here if you weren't holding on to something from the past.
L: I'll let go.
B: Okay. Let's go to the TSP.
L: Is it going to be as bad as what I did to the people who followed me?
B: What do you mean?
L: I knew it would be bad. But I believed in a new era of freedom.
B: Things don't always work out, do they?
L: I didn't mean to make it worse.
B: Why don't we move on to the TSP and see how your team mates are doing.
L: Team mates?
B: You didn't do it alone, did you?
L: I was responsible. I was.
B: You were highlighted in a moment of catastrophic change. But you didn't cause it. You grabbed your board and surfed the tidal wave. You are far more egotistical than you should be if you believe you caused or could have prevented all the changes that took place in that moment in history.
L: I know. But my body is in Red Square being the symbol of all those changes. I'd like to be buried like a normal person. Everyone loves or hates me to excess.
B: You lived a larger-than-life life.
L: I did. But I'm tired of it now.
B: I suspect that if you go home and quit haunting your tomb...
L: You think that's what I'm doing?
B: I think you are soaking up energy from the visitors and letting them keep you alive.
L: Yes I am.
B: Go home and let your memory fade.
L: Will they forget me?
B: Is that what you want?
L: I don't want to be forgotten. But I'd like to be remembered softly, as part of the picture, not the focus.
B: Come on. I'll take you to the TSP. And the people will let you rest.
L: All right. I'll leave my body for them and I'll take my spirit to the Timeless, Spaceless place.
* I have no idea why he used that word.