nebulae
Well it’s nearly half past ten in the evening and I’ve just been wandering around in my garden after a wonderful three day break. I could smell that kind of ozone, that ionic pressure in the air before a storm and that silence, the birds went deadly silent. There was a strange light, I’m sure most of it caused by Gatwick Airport, an orange strip along the horizon. The clouds were thinning out overhead with the odd star pinprick appearing. In this kind of atmosphere it feels like anything is possible. I feel stripped down, crystal clear and endlessly dynamic and very lucid about the direction ahead.
I’m reading a book called Stone Junction by Jim Dodge at the moment. I read it a few years ago so this is a re-read of an utterly awesome book if you’re feeling like this. I’ll let you find out what it’s about if you fancy it - it’s hardcore. In it there’s a small boy, the book is about the life of this boy, and at one point he is talking about the Horsehead Nebula- which is a dark nebula (what words, my God) light years away. I’ve seen some Hubble images of it and it does indeed resemble a horse’s head. A gaseous, dark molecular cloud so vast that it blots out the stars behind it. Mysterious. Opaque. Awesome - in the true sense of the word. I will hold the image of that nebula in my mind tonight - a symbol, a metphor for my forward propulsion into the world and beyond.
All hail the Horsehead Nebula.
6 months ago