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AN INTERROGATION OF THE "REAL" IN ALL ITS GUISES



Hamm: What's happening?
Clov: Something is taking its course.
Beckett




Tuesday, 24 February 2015

Evening vision

As I rested on my bed my mind was opened and I had visions of what was still to come.  I was standing in my parent's house, the home of my youth, and through the Southern window I could see the hills of the far valley lifting up to the sky.  Suddenly a dark cloud, as high above the valley as the top of the valley was to the trees below, moved from the East to the West.  I looked and saw the Western edge of the cloud had a mouth about a third of the way up from the bottom.  Out of this mouth was rushing fire, and it destroyed everything in its path.  The valley was burned up, and the trees were reduced to ash.  The bottom of the cloud began to glow from the fire it reflected from below.  The cloud grew in size until it covered the entire blue sky.  Fear seized me and everyone who was in the house, but there was nothing we could do.  As the cloud continued to move to the West it eventually disappeared, leaving behind ruin in its wake, on land and in the sky. For the blue sky had completely vanished and was replaced with the clear black sky of night.  I could see the stars in the sky, even though it was the middle of the day.  Suddenly I remembered this verse: "And the heavens receded like a scroll being rolled up..."  And it occurred to me that this is what this verse truly meant.  Only there the stars fell to the earth, while here they continued to shine in the dark sky.