Pluck
a number from out of the aether,
Preferably,
a numerical palindrome,
Indicating
a Janus-like equality:
One thousand
one hundred and eleven, for example.
1,111
is a number symbolizing a union
Of
the individual and the collective:
A
fusion of self and society:
‘I
am he as you are she as you are me
And
we are all together’ -
Which
is where the aether comes in.
Neville
Gabie has WOMAD-collected
The
exhalations of this number of people,
Bagged
them and fused them and released them
From
a Brobdingnagian–like apparatus,
In a
release of collective air that took 49 seconds:
7
times 7;
And
even a solitary 7
Is a
magical number at the most quotidian of times -
But
seven to the power of seven is an alchemical,
Numerological
representation of Interdependence:
The
self and society, a harmony of parts,
A
state of social beatitude - peace through diversity:
We all
share the same air, equally, communally, globally,
With
no airs and graces, affectation, and putting on airs,
In
theory;
And,
In
theory,
No
pollution, respiratory problems and global carbon-credits.
So
Neville Gabie’s Malmesbury collection of breath,
Is
nothing like the exploits of the failed aerial flight
Of
the medieval monk of Malmesbury,
Instead
the Connemara release of Collective Breath into Atlantic skies,
Over
an ocean’s waves, breakers, currents, spume and spray,
Echoes
the wireless pioneering of Gugliemo Marconi:
The sound
of our interconnectedness:
‘I
am he as you are she as you are me
And
we are all together.’
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