Epiphany: a moment in which you see or understand something in a new and clear way. I have posted this picture before, it is me feeling very small at the MACBA in Barcelona. Sometimes life does this, the overwhelming, over-demanding overcoming hugeness of it all is sometimes too vast to comprehend, and when I do begin to understand something in a new and clear way, I realise it is just another small sliver of the picture in the high, stain glass window of life. Which means my life is full of small epiphanies as I build that stained glass window. Still, its good to be able to see the design, every now and then. My favourite literary epiphany is the James Joyce short story, 'The Dead' and I will read it before I sleep tonight and I will also listen to this (below). I have also posted this clip a number of times over the past couple of years, but I love this song by Salif Keita and also this short film so I make no excuses for winding down the first Sunday of the year and taking this posting into Epiphany with it. I can hear what he is singing but have no idea what he is saying, should this matter? Not if it produces a mood for me to think in. Judging by the piece and Salif it can't be anything bad. Rumour suggests the album it comes from is a celebration of the independence of Mali but I really don't know, all I do know is that it helps me to mull over what I am thinking, and to think about new things and perhaps to find an understanding of something a new and clear way:
folon, folon oo mago t
