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Inner Collisions—First Version (Liminal Park Sequence)
A new star lighting the Lethean stream,
A new song mixed into the song supreme
Made of all souls of singers and their might,
That makes of life and time and death a dream.
(Algernon Charles Swinburne, Memorial verses on the Death of Theophile Gautier)
A new song mixed into the song supreme
Made of all souls of singers and their might,
That makes of life and time and death a dream.
(Algernon Charles Swinburne, Memorial verses on the Death of Theophile Gautier)
While reading he floats in his midnight blue cloak through the grey blue gloaming breeze, silently hurtling scarlet bands & rings against the White Attackers.
The inner space of the other ordinary, but not so ordinary & not so unseen grey man, is colliding with the inner space of the lone, grey, ordinary man, wearing nondescript clothes, who reads & floats.
The other ordinary, but not so ordinary & not so unseen grey man, sits not too far from him & shares his wide dreaming awareness, & this same grey, ordinary, but not so ordinary and not so unnoticed man, traces his way, as well, through the labyrinthine trails & crossroads & bridges & ditches, & stands still on the crossways, & sees things unseen, or ordinarily unseen & so perhaps unexistent …
The inner space of the other ordinary, but not so ordinary & not so unseen grey man, is colliding with the inner space of the lone, grey, ordinary man, wearing nondescript clothes, who reads & floats.
The other ordinary, but not so ordinary & not so unseen grey man, sits not too far from him & shares his wide dreaming awareness, & this same grey, ordinary, but not so ordinary and not so unnoticed man, traces his way, as well, through the labyrinthine trails & crossroads & bridges & ditches, & stands still on the crossways, & sees things unseen, or ordinarily unseen & so perhaps unexistent …