an overweight, balding man! ""It will get better and better with you! Now think about it logically ... Stones ARE heavy! And it is well known that they have no hair."
"How many more times, you are human."
"Yes on the outside, not on the inside."
"All right."
She energetically curled up "existence or identity problems" and painted a huge callsign next to it. On to the next note, childhood trauma. Could be because of the name, and people with personality problems usually have trauma from earlier times.
Since she had been to a three-day seminar for hypnosis two weeks before and had bought a pendulum in an esoteric shop for ten euros including instructions for commuting, she wanted to test her newly acquired knowledge right away. This owl from Marmore Stain was going to be her first victim.
She got up and pointed to her dark brown leather couch.
"Please lie down on the couch and I'll talk to you about your childhood."
"Do I really have to? I would just break the beautiful, expensive couch!""How so?"
"I am a stone, an overweight man with thinning hair and a rough surface that sometimes crumbles a bit, but the leather is certainly scratched!"
"Aaah, you know what, I like to put my old bedspread over it if it makes you happy!"
"Oh yes, how lovely, thank you!
Dear Mr. Stain grinned friendly while Siggi suffering became more and more desperate. Why did she choose this profession? Then to mess around with such idiots? To mess up your couch? And having to listen to moral sermons about their emotions? Well bravo, Siggi, you did a great job again! Sigmund Freud apparently enjoyed his job, but she was beginning to curse him. Grouchy, she took a blanket out of a closet and spread it on the couch.
He made himself comfortable and wondered what the madwoman would do now. When she pushed her executive chair over to him with the pendulum in hand, he already had a premonition."You want to hypnotize me?"
"Yes, I do. Do you have a problem with that?"
"Me? No, but you will have one."
"Marbles, I can hypnotize, I definitely won't have any problems."
"But have you ever hypnotized a stone?"
"No, but my hibiscus!"
"Now leave your crazy plants out of the picture, we have probably already clarified that they have no intellect like me or my wife or even the children!"
"What do you have against my plants, my hibiscus has been in its prime ever since I hypnotized it! So please let me continue now?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"I am a stone, I have no heavy eyelids, or leaves or flowers! Hypnotizing myself will be a life's work, I wish you a lot of fun"
"Marbles! Listen to me! You are no longer a child, and neither are you a damn stone! You are a man, have eyes and the lids that go with them! And I would very well be able to hypnotize you!""But..."
"But NOW I've really lost my lust!"
"You know what, Frau Doktor Leid? You remind me of my mother-in-law. She was just as much a dragon as you are. Only one could understand that about her, after all, she was a lava stone! Her character was as jagged and gray as her appearance "I am really glad that the volcano erupted again and melted it again. Now it is reborn as a new stone, only we have not found it again ..."
"Did you come here to tell me your stone stories or do you want my help?"
"I actually wanted your help ..."
"Well. So tell me something about your childhood, if I'm not allowed to hypnotize you!"
"My childhood ... sad. All the children always teased me by my name, called Stone Age man or something. Or they sang:" Marble stain and iron breaks ... "that was very hurtful!"
"But now you don't have to tell yourself that you are a stone just because your name sounds like that!What is your job? Stonemason? "
"Ah! Are you crazy? Stonemasons are criminals! Torture masters, assaulters! Do you know how much a single tombstone suffered? He went through tons of torment! What insolence to ascribe such a profession to me, are you still sane?" Cheek. "
"Excuse me, but I thought it was just some kind of tattoo for the stone ..."
"Tatoo? My dear, you have a sense of humor! Would you describe it as a tattoo if you worked on someone with a hammer and chisel and engraved words, phrases or characters on them? Not me and you can ask the tombstones, they will do that Tell the same. Of course there are also voluntary gravestones, but then they fall under the masochist category. If you spray a stone with a spray can, you could call it a tattoo. "
"Okay, I understand, thank you. What was your childhood? Did you collect anything?""Stones."
"Aha. What do you like about stones? Something must fascinate you."
"Yes .. a lot. We are cold, but warm, we seem gray and monotonous, but we are all different in shape, color and structure! If you take it seriously, each of us is a tee shot from a large stone, us were all once one, a liquid matter! Look at me, my shape and structure! I have two sides that are almost square, and two sides that are isosceles triangles. I have light brown and white stripes in my gray skin, these are my line of life and such. I also shine very beautifully in places, but am still rough and have a rough relief. My back is my worse side, I'm sandy and by far not as good-looking. But underneath there is a stone of which some only dream! Sometimes you just have to take off your sandy skin and you come to the fore! Stones are not dead objects that lie around in world history and are just waiting to be processed into a house or a street to become, they live, think, feel and sometimes even act when rolling can be described as acting.We stones are tired of being constantly processed, of being called dead matter! We don't want to be kicked or trodden on, we don't want to lie around senseless! We have a soul, we are energy, just like humans and plants! Even Pocahontas said that! In your film she sings about us, touches a stone and then a thousand colorful butterflies flutter around! This is life, even every child knows it! But not you, you disgraceful psychologist! "
"So, Mr. Marmore Stain! Now that's enough for me! I listen to all the stuff about how stones live, but I don't have to be insulted here, is that clear? I want you to go now! IMMEDIATELY." ! The session is now over, I'll send you the bill, don't you think you can come here again! Goodbye! "
Shaken, Herr Stain jumped up and hurried to the door. Now the woman's suffering seemed to be showing her true colors. Well, it should be fine with him. His problem was not solved, he was still not taken seriously because of his idea of ​​being a stone.Who takes you seriously, apart from your own wife and children, if not even a psychiatrist does it? He went home sad, but looked forward to seeing his family.

He was not aware that his visit made a lasting impression that evening and never will be ...

One year later:
Miss Dr. Sieglinde Leid enters her beautiful apartment, puts the key on the shelf and grins at her hibiscus.
"Good evening, my darling! How was your day? I got a good tip again today, that's why I bought you a new bottle of fertilizer!"
Triumphantly she waves a green and white bottle in the air and kisses a leaf on her houseplant. Then she feels the earth in the pot with her (no longer manicured) fingernails and says pityingly:
"Oh, honey, you've drunk everything again, I'll get the watering can! ... What do you say? ... thank you very much, that's right, I went to the hairdresser's today too!"I'm glad you noticed! ... Oh, you don't have to, you are charming again today, Hibi! "
Happy she rushes into the kitchen to fetch the watering can, on the way back she also pours the four small hibiscus offshoots that are on the box in the anteroom.
"Children, stop arguing, tomorrow someone else will be allowed to stand in the sun again, today it was Bibi's turn! ... Yes, of course there will be bedtime hypnosis again today, after all, it's Wednesday"

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