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After many years of gathering dust, I’ve finally hauled my famous novel out into the sunlight! It’s not actually very famous yet, but that’s where you come in …
The title derives from a Biblical quote, which beautifully expresses the perplexity of our condition: namely that we have to live, even though none of the reference points we get our bearings from really makes complete sense.
Suceava railway station - dark, cold, smelly ... and inspirational. That was a long time ago, and it's a bit more civilised there now, but that initial image from North-Eastern Romania was so intense that it insisted in generating a story out of itself.
Having emerged from that station into the shadowy world beyond, a thousand debates and discussions and conversations since have immeasurably enriched my sense of unknowing, and formed the backdrop to "Through a glass, darkly".
But I'm privileged to be able to call to mind any number of vivid images - cycle tours of Europe, the seafront of Sidmouth – along with all sorts of ideas which straddle the boundaries between physics, philosophy, politics - the revolving quantum signpost, the democracy train, and many others which I hope you will find as perplexing as I do when you read these pages.
Several of these ideas still get tossed to and fro in our regular student conferences in Romania: take a look at www.cascaid.org.uk