Billion to One Against


Hemi Hello


In case we haven’t met before, a very warm welcome. If we have, a very warm welcome back.

 

I’m a right homonymous hemianopia, inevitably hemi for short. My name means he’s only half his vision, all based on his left side in both half-eyes. That’s along with a tiny bit on my right hemi blank side - I’m not rectangular, invisible as well. “Him” is the poor unfortunate who landed up with me.

 

To be hemi confusing, although I have half-eyes his short-vision sees not much more than quarter-eyes, often less, his long-vision close to three-quarter-eyes, sometimes even more. Fortunately, the rest of the hemi confusion is in the hemi main story, along with a mass of hemi images, as he’s on the way to the South Pacific.

 

Oddly given where he’s heading, he didn’t take a camera. Though by now the hemi images would be tired and brown while the “timelessness” he knew was bright and clear. And a camera would have had an interference in a world that had still been hardly disturbed by people like him. So, he’s had to borrow Google’s 50 years later hemi images, some as if still then, others as if somewhere else.

 

At the moment, I still don’t exist. So I’m handing over till I arrive.

 

Paradise Lost 1’s Two Worlds

 

Paradise Lost 1 is about two entirely separate worlds, so separate there’s no point in attempting to compare them. When in one, it was as if the other didn’t exist. And while one had so little it’s easy to remember, the other so much it’s easy to forget. Except here in Paradise Lost 1 he switched instantly from “timelessness” to a hospital ward in “somewhere else” with nothing in between, meaning “timelessness” was full in its own way – as still today – “somewhere else” still empty.   

 

This hemi story follows three journeys, to Uki in “timelessness” and two major hospitals in “somewhere else”, along with time spent between them. The journeys include 16 mini-stopovers which also contribute. There’s an additional journey that his mind blanked out for a reason fully understandable when he gets there.

 

Journey 1 - London to Uki

 

If you’d ever had a chance to go to “timelessness”, the slower the journey the better and increasingly along the way.

 

London to Nadi in Fiji [image 01]

I followed the sun – New York in mid-afternoon London grey-gloom, San Francisco in its picture postcard golden sunset, midnight in Honolulu with the entire city out on the street, dawn in Nadi with a day and a night of everydayness away from commercial paradise. [image 02]