ENGL 6040: Arts of Living on a Damaged Planet: Ghosts Keynote (SP22)
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in the midst <br />
<str<strong>on</strong>g>of</str<strong>on</strong>g> damage<br />
Islands <str<strong>on</strong>g>of</str<strong>on</strong>g> Aband<strong>on</strong>ment: <br />
Nature Rebounding in the <br />
Post-Human Landscape<br />
“<br />
I shut my eyes, feeling cold fingers touching my<br />
face, and visualize the radiati<strong>on</strong> washing over me,<br />
bathing me in a current <str<strong>on</strong>g>of</str<strong>on</strong>g> which I am <strong>on</strong>ly<br />
abstractly aware. Whose existence is a matter <str<strong>on</strong>g>of</str<strong>on</strong>g><br />
faith. It is <strong>on</strong>e thing to understand the c<strong>on</strong>cept in a<br />
lecture, I think. Another altogether to comprehend<br />
your body at the mercy <str<strong>on</strong>g>of</str<strong>on</strong>g> it. It takes a certain,<br />
mystical, frame <str<strong>on</strong>g>of</str<strong>on</strong>g> mind; <strong>on</strong>e I am not unfamiliar<br />
with. I surrender myself to it, to its greater power. I<br />
feel my boundaries blur, grow indistinct.<br />
Gamma rays pass through me <strong>on</strong> their way<br />
elsewhere. <br />
After a minute or so, I step away, and hear the<br />
siren fall to a crackle. I feel nothing. I think: I am<br />
not afraid (Flyn 78).<br />
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