Darkness

It’s really wild here tonight, has been for a couple of days. Storm Barney I believe. What a ridiculous name for a storm. Anyway, earlier this evening the power went. Only for a few minutes fortunately. A couple of years ago they put circuit breakers on every pole round here so that they automatically reset and only the very small area of the damage suffers for longer. But you don’t know how long it’s going to be, when you’re plunged into darkness. And when the lights go out here it’s dark. Pitch black.

I sat there, in the middle of nothing. No sensory input other than the sound of the wind. It makes you think. I remember the last time there was a power cut that lasted a few hours, and the painting I did, under the light of an oil lamp. That’s one thing you have to do out here. Make sure you have other sources of light, heat and food.

But I keep meandering off where I’m trying to go with this. In the darkness, where there’s no input, no sea of endless information and interaction or entertainment, where you are thrown back onto the inside of your own head, you can be reminded of both the smallness and infinite space you’re surrounded with. Somehow, that engages you with reality.

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