“. . . the prose really liked that word the prose of Der Nachsommer Indian Summer reads like a catalogue of the Last Things, since everything in it appears under the aspect of death – or, as the case may be, of eternity.”

W G Sebald

               few lines earlier he wrote “. . . the uncanny nature [Unheimlichkeit] of time itself.”

    the uncanny nature of time

between the Last Things which he didnt believe

                                                     whoever is last would not know that they were and if he were they he would believe there was someone somewhere else on the planet

                                                                                   of death of eternity

what if

            ones does not ascribe to death being eternal

the Last Things and eternity  a languishing unknowable term  a hiccup   missing videotape  

suspicious

    times uncanny nature

 

what if

             why contend  entertain   hypotheticals

takes time

ought to useemploy ? ones valuable time

Youre thoughtful  Mindful

I am

You consider your thoughts hypotheticals

I don

You might understand why someone else might think they were

I can

        I vet

To put a point on the sphere  I investigate   Research

                                                          Thas my thoughtfulness  mindfulness

If I didnt you might not be here

Not here

            We didnt think of tha

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