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John Leeke, Preservation Consultant wrote:
>...and something more, beyond the "thinking" of it, occurs within each
>instant.
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I agree whole in heart with you John... but my writer friends have been
teaching me the value of implication and fill-in-the-blank.
So I leave the blank of the divine inspiration of the action of building
to you. It is unspeakable, you know.
For me a building screams out the human touch in the materials that were
worked and handled and dreamed of.
Not too different I think from DH Lawrence's short story, /Rocking Horse
Winner/ where the house talks around the inhabitants.
Though I regret Lawrence's focus on money. There is something more in a
house that talks than our striving to survive... there is also celebration.
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