~ Meredith ~
Underpass
These are the moments that matter. A man walks from darkness into light. It’s easy to concoct all sorts of metaphors or allegories about this moment, but really they just cheapen it. To say anything at all—to use words to describe or analyze, to dissect, to splay it open like some laboratory specimen—is to lose the visceral reality of the moment.
A man walks from darkness into light. Happens eighty million times every day. It only matters once. But each of those eighty million times is the once that matters.
We can take a photograph of it. It’s a pale record of the reality, but it serves to tickle the memory of that moment of observation. A man walks from darkness into light. A simple phase transition. The passing from one state into another.
In chemistry there’s a process by which a substance is converted from a solid state into a vapor without passing through a liquid state. It’s called ‘sublimation.’ The act of becoming sublime—a term thought to come from sub, beneath, and limen, a lintel, that horizontal beam above a door or window. A term that describes the passage of light that seems to slope up from the ground through a doorway into the heavens. A moment of transition.
A man walks from darkness into light. To say anything at all about it is to lose the reality of the moment. Stop reading. Look at the photograph. Remember the moment.
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