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November 15th 2009

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    Sunday in the European tradition is the sun's day.  Monday belongs to the moon.  And through the week worthy planets and their associated gods have their own day, fifty two times a year.  Symptomatic, I think, of a general paranoia in our particular form.  

    And I would agree that we need to be watched, otherwise disgraceful things occur.  Woe betide the ancestor who could not see the Green Man in foliage, or in the trunk of a tree, or in the fold of land.

    I have no doubt the ancestors experienced days within periods of time in a manner estranged from our own understanding of weeks and years.  Their calendar would have developed, as ours has, to match that part of sentience that requires an idea of orderliness.  

    

    The week for us has always been a bureaucratic device.  Older bureaucracies would have maintained softer edges.  Curls and circles and lines that wandered like foot paths.  So for them the efficiency of a cross would have been invisible.

    I imagine cultural clashes in those early times.  Bands of wanderers made irritated by different understandings of time.  Friday people, Saturday People, Sunday People.

    Which is why taking Monday off always contains an immense joy.

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tim candler

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