Fragment 101 /Halloween /None /Sat, 31 Oct 1998
The voice of the thunder spoke, shaking the earth again, as now into from out of the storm, Caul goes. The wipers of his car fall uselessly in the heavy downpour, while the mirth of Jude’s laugh and words continue to rattle his head.
/so God exists/ /his self-evidence emerges from the self-righteousness of cauls mind/ /thats the second time God has emerged from me today/ /could this be one of maes coincidences/ /if its not my inner self/ /whos narrating his existence to me/ /am i growing familiar with the spirits workings/
Caul drives his way back past a white mall sheltering a horde that daily swarms to its site on the open plain between the shore and the residential slopes of the lone mountain, the plain’s flat westward horizon opening up the road to the city beyond.
/how strange this storm comes on halloween/ /but what does weather know of human ritual/ /nothing/ /yet the gods use weather to carry their omens of warning/ /and now im back to where i was this morning/ /trying to figure if this thunder is God speaking/ /or Zeus ordaining/ /and in my death/ /too much confusion/ /with all hope of revelation lost/ /but if i don’t get that revelation/ /i can only go round in circles/ /there will be no way out of here/ /please God give me that revelation/ /did i just pray that/
There is a burst and crack from out of the black clouds as he is going up the back ridge of the lone mountain towards his house, and then all is abruptly still. Lightening flashes all around the sky, but the air is still and the rain stopped.
/its like im inside the very core of nature itself/ /to think from all this stillness comes all that energy/ /to have a stillness like that inside/
“Oh you of little understanding. Don’t you see? Stop your car and get out before it is too late.”
Why Caul stops and gets out, he does not quite know. But he does. As he does so, a moment of sun creeps through to shine upon the earth, causing a rainbow to emerge through the black clouds gathered above the lone mountain. Caul stands wide-eyed at a gap in the trees of the wet avenue leading him home, and recognises that being communicated to him is the sign that flood waters will never again destroy the earth.
[…] At the door of the Hofgarten restaurant where their last abortive meeting took place, Mae and Caul, both spattered wet, ascend steps and take a table next to a window to watch the storm unfold its drama on the earth. Mae turns to the ushering waitress and runs her hands through her hair, slicking it with fresh wetness. […]
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