_241209 Breathless///Ruagh
In this green desert the driver, alone in a monoculture, has only one job and one idea.
We have visited the compactness of the given.
Æsthetics comes into play on the open side of language, overlooking the garden.
The first utterance of Genesis, at the dawn of the world, above the hubbub, says God, ruagh, a hoarse, alliterative breath, on the soft palate, at the back of the throat, before language, in front of the root of the tongue, where the gasping intake of breath acknowledges the divine; ruagh, breath, breathing, wind, breeze of the spirit, at its last gasp, dominating the wild beating of the heart.
Âme: soul. The French word âme translates the Latin anima which, in turn, translates the Greek anemos, meaning wind.
The wandering soul comes from where the wind comes from.
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