Tuesday August 25th 2015
year there's been a great concentration upon The Rabbit
of Usk in these pages. Precipitated I suspect by an
understanding of how short time is and how quickly it
passes. On the other side of this coin is the very
strange idea which I guess is best explained in terms of
the grave stone. A more lasting structure around which a
mind might gain solace. Oddly, "Bunny was Hungry," three
words that say it all, doesn't quite do it.
Then there is a
growing awareness in your writer of pulp that the world of
people is probably doomed. It's an ancient idea which for
several hundred generations many have drawn comfort from.
Arguably it's the genesis of religious belief, it's the
better description of the world as it is and always has
been, an anomaly in a collection of galaxies the earthly
astronomer refers to as The Local Group. And indeed these
pages have long been devoted to exploring the existential.