Behind the Curtain

Secrets of Human Origin

Interior of Author’s Church; Kyiv 2023: Photo by Author

So I started reading Septology and by the time I reached page thirty-four, my own words were welling up and needing to pour forth so I stopped reading and did the dishes, there I decided that Fosse’s stream of consciousness brough the idea that we think too much, thinking too much is a trap, it chains us, true freedom lies in not thinking too much but acting instead, then I did the dishes and didn’t think, just watched my hands soap up the mugs and the cups as hot water ran over my hands and I didn’t think about the water or the soap or the war but just let the energy and time flow over me as the dirty water and suds went down the drain, as I finished the dishes I began to think of the character Asle as he spoke about the thousands of pictures he has in his head and how he paints some but not all and I guess Jon was drawing something along the lines of words that exist within a writer that also sometimes stay within but that some must be released and how do we distinguish one from the other? And I thought about my own struggle with this and began reflecting how Fosse spoke about the liturgy being fiction and poetry and painting but is that the Catholic liturgy because as I stood behind the altar doing my duty as an altar server this past Sunday that was not the impression that I had at all but one that is completely different, is that because the Orthodox Divine Liturgy is separate from…