no help from kilvert today. (nothing until may day).
yesterday a walk over to st.michael's well (and then a loop through the nearby fields in the dulas valley).
on his way back through the woods he found the bottle from some owbridge lung tonic in a stream. the bottle was made of thick, heavy green glass embossed with the firm's name.
benedict anderson's imagined communities has a discussion of biblical 'prophecy' time - where one event 'prefigures' another.
'such an idea of simultaneity... views time as something close to what benjamin calls messianic time, a simultaneity of past and future in an instantaneous present. in such a view of things, the word 'meanwhile' cannot be of real significance.'
this follows close on the heels from a quotation from erich auerbach's mimesis.
it then moves on to discuss railway timetables (the time at bristol must be the same as at london) and a national sense of time (british summer time). we are into the modern notion of simultaneity and uniform empty time and this creates the possibility of 'meanwhile'.
horsemouth (as you know) is fond of the term meanwhile (and of diaries). if he quotes something from kilvert on this day in 1872 he is offering something that partakes both of modern time and of messianic time.
today (for it is indeed today when he types this) a grey morning. grey all day apparently (horsemouth can't know this for sure yet but it certainly looks like it). no the forecast actually says rain in the morning (possibly) and sun in the evening.
rainy days ahead says one of the little weather icons on his computer.
last night (or rather this morning) a dream of marike in some kind of warehouse space. horsemouth watched the shadow with alec baldwin. he thinks dan barker lent him the comic books once upon a time. he realised he had watched it before.
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