I watched with reverence and fear. In that instant I was convinced that Jacobo Belbo was right. What he told me about the Pendulum I had attributed to esthetic raving, to the shapeless cancer taking gradual shape in his soul, transforming the game into reality without his realizing it. But if he was right about the Pendulum, perhaps all the rest was true as well: the Plan, the Universal Plot. And in that case I had been right to come here, on the eve of the summer solstice.
This quote is from Umberto Eco’s book Foucault’s Pendulum. Interesting that I too, this year, came to Foucault’s Pendulum on the eve of the summer solstice. No light summer reading for me this year… I’ll be curled up with Umberto Eco’s book and a dictionary.
The picture above is from our trip to the Besser Museum in Alpena in June 2012. They have a Foucault Pendulum in the basement.