In his Pensées, in Thoughts on Mind and on Style, concerned with the 'memory of a guest of one day that had passed by', Blaise Pascale wrote:
When I consider the short duration of my life, swallowed up in the eternity before and after, the little space which I fill, and even can see, engulfed in the infinite immensity of spaces of which I am ignorant, and which know me not, I am frightened, and am astonished at being here rather than there; for there is no reason why here rather than there, why now rather than then. Who has put me here? By whose order and direction have this place and time been allotted to me?
I hope you've enjoyed Pascal's words, which I have used as a backdrop for my various fragments of Earth's Songs that follow.
Any thoughts, ideas, suggestions etc., would be most welcome.
I look forward to meeting you all at the Hope Valley Fringe
14th February 2018