How does memory serve (1966)? Waking in the olive grove covered with flowers dropped during the night occupied the scene entirely. When I finally searched for the site online, the few images featured an enormous bridge, built by the Romans around 106CE on the orders of the Emperor Trajan. The ceremonial arch (forming a gate) bears the inscription in Latin: “I have built a bridge which will last forever”. I remembered at once our hike to the river Tagus, rolling up our jeans to wade in the heat of the afternoon. Standing 233 feet high, the spans towered over us. Looking up, we saw several people watching from the bridge. How could I have forgotten about this bridge? Any reading of the Spanish memory as allegory today (Moment, Time) must take into account this bridge, whose very scale shouts next to the orchard (look at me!).
Sartre said “knowledge” is the bridge between consciousness (Being-For-Itself) and world (Being-In-Itself). Could my decision have been that simple? Kant proposed “imagination” as the bridge between Pure and Practical Reason (aesthetic judgment, taste). Freud’s shorthand for primary process (conductive) associations in his patients was the “rat bridge” (the Rat Man case). Find the bridge, or make one? Is that the instruction?