7 September 2006

A Spectator in Someone Else’s Dream

Filed under: First Lines — ktismatics @ 11:39 am


“I had been sick for a long time.”

– Paul Auster, Oracle Night, 2004

An ominous enough beginning even if the patient seems to have recovered. Everyone had given him up for dead, but he “mysteriously failed to die.” And so he begins to live life again, as if he had a future.

What happens when you walk into the future on the other side of your own death? Perhaps you carry your new life with you, touching those around you with something like hope. Maybe you occupy a bubble of life that surrounds you; those who enter the bubble enter this second life. Or perhaps death has claimed you after all; perhaps you have become the bearer of that dark night from which we all run only to discover that we’ve always been heading straight into it.

Maybe God had just come from death when he set about creating the heavens and the earth. He pushed against the walls of the formless void that entombed him, creating a universe inside his own coffin.


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