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Matthew and I were on the last lap now. Wandering down Longbrook
Street, past Park House. Matthew would like to think of the child William
Clifford sitting in its turret, looking, thinking. But the turret was added after
Clifford lived there. But maybe we should think of him, suspended in
space. A mythogeometric moment. Clifford the Big Red Mathematical Dog
in orbit.
(from Z Worlds)
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Cathy later said that this was
the first time she’d understood
the drift because it moved so
slowly, it became possible for
unexpected things to emerge
from familiar places. A
ghostly lamppost.
Cathy, Matthew and me, and then finally, just Matthew and me
walking into the darkness to complete DRIFT. At the end of a
dark alley blundering into a private garden, taking a portrait photo
for German visitors, gazing on the hermetic spire of St Michael’s
& All Angels from the Egyptian Catacombes. And finally
discovering that on tracing our route onto a map, that we have
walked/waked the shape of a flying girl, which turns on its side to
become an old man leaning on a stick and upside down a tank or
artillery gun.
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complete the word on the city’s ‘map’.
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“I know, but I can’t remember… yes… ‘hedge’!” And how
much further can that line be traced? And how long has it
been a path? And of any significance? A few moments ago I
took out the aerial photographic map of Exeter and, using
the edge of Vera Chapman’s Blaedudd The Birdman,
attempted to detect some significance in this route by
drawing an extension of it across the map – it seems to be
heading for the old yew tree at Heavitree – the meeting
place of the Dumnoni – but what I also noticed was that the
law courts, from above, are shaped like a trident, three-
pronged like the /|\ that Mrs Gordon calls God’s NAME: “God,
in vouchsafing His NAME said /|\ and, with the Word, all worlds
and animations sprang co-instantaneously to being, and from their
non-existence, shouting in ecstasy of joy /|\, and thus repeating the
Name of the Deity.”
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graffitied on… it was only this time as I chalked on the wall
that I noticed the /|\ - it had fallen between “mis” and
“guide”.)
The city of Exeter now faces a hollowing out – the law courts
moving from the gorsedd mound, the Westcountry Studies Library
from its inflammatory/phoenix site, the arrangement of artificial
“Quarters” on commercial criteria, tripping up ‘presence’
accountably, rendering vacuums with titles. With the theatrical
hollowing of the Telecom building opposite the central library the
blunders of the city council may accidentally increase the
mythogeographical potential of the lanes off the High Street.
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explain the processes,
algorithms and ideas of
‘sploring. The more one needs
to become A. J. Salmon, a
non-existent authority. The
greater the relief to be drifting
in München in January 2004,
accidentally, unknowingly
wandering down a high cold stone corridor to view – as if through
TV control room windows - the waiting ones on their trestles; the
dread space of the window with its grey curtain drawn.
Phil Smith