A Rock Made for Sitting

Within a contemporary context, where does the impulse to mythologise emanate from? If it is to fill the space left by the loss of other experiences and cultural expressions, how does this impulse manifest — what does it add, and conversely, what might it erode?

Let’s assume the large Old Gods of the past are gone, vanished, turned to dust. In their absence, what smaller New Gods might slip through and take their place? How many are there? How might they appear to us? What would they sound like? If we visited these New Gods in the Temple, if we sought them out in the cool darkness, what would we want to ask them, and would they even let us speak?

So sit down, on this rock, for it’s not really a rock at all. You are inside the Temple.


Oona Brown