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2009-09-30 01:11:30 ET
Hmm, I moved to Manhattan. I didn't really expect it and it turned out to be a spur-of-the-moment type decision caused by me seizing an opportunity by the coat tails. But tonight (or, technically, last twilight) upon walking home I reflected that it was a good choice. Not only because I'm in Manhattan and thus location-wise I'm quite close to the social and economic epicenter of New York but because, as I was walking home from the grocery store, I was reminded of how much this place feels like Moscow. Not the real physical Moscow of today but the vague memorable Moscow of my kid youth. The Moscow which lives on in the nostalgic remnants of memory within my mind. My childhood in Moscow, as well as the 2 subsequent trips back there, are my Kaddath in the cold waste. It reminds me of a story from a Russian book that I have called "The Troll's Gift". The book itself is a collection of Scandinavian children's stories most of which related in some ways to trolls. There is a story there about a kid who, alone in his bedroom one evening, hears a knock on his window. The origin of the knock is from some magical character who ends up taking the kid to this land which exists only in the twilight. A land that is a sort of overlay over our real reality. And as I was walking to my new Manhattan home today in the twilight I was reminded of how this story as well as the Twilight Zone series relays the concept that the twilight is somehow weird. And it is. It feels like that. The weirdest thing is that it always feels nostalgic to me. As if all twilights are part of the same time period. Like in that comics, "The Invisibles", some time/place combinations are related because they are spacial and temporal locations where another universe is intersecting with ours. That's how twilight feels like to me. Like it's the same event repeated whenever I'm outside experiencing that part of the evening. And I get a similar feeling looking out the window at night. It feels like home but from god knows when.
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