Friday, 24 October 2014
Yesterday, the dust was from Africa, in a wind storm called ghibli, and today the wind is from Turkey and is called the grecale, I think.
The point is that I and my flat are covered in dust. This dust reminds me of the ruins of the great cathedrals of Northern Africa and Turkey, the ruins of Christianity, which no longer exists in any of the seven great churches mentioned in the book of Revelation.
Dust is the symbol of humanity and Livy called the sirocco vulturnus.
We are the stuff of the wind and rain.
Posted by Supertradmum