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“Is there anything more I can help you with today?”.

The physik soon did its work.

‘Serial time requires a serial observer’

The Star Sapphire.

Nina R. has always been overexcited, full of romantic ideas...The patient does nothing but read and write.

“fright without solution.”

to fall so far toward burning magma.

among the Gnostics, the mind was personified as the serpent-like Nous, and speech as Logos.

If a metaphor doesn’t come to mind...

I chose both the lark pudding and the well-cooked apple pudding. And a bottle of port. And coffees.

Go free, star, go free

an excess of history, beneath which we struggle to move forward.

and more unsettling than anything I’d witnessed.

the crash of a V-2 rocket with shaved monkeys on-board.

the feedback loops cross this mysterious divide.

Perhaps you'd like to buy a flower?

Nothing beyond the crystal mesh of the cage.

"lightening without thunder in the afternone."

It is their contrary action which keeps up the harmony and equilibrium of the mundane machinery.

Jack Parsons met a Venusian in the desert in 1946.

Lightning will strike regardless of the presence of a lightning rod

The final experience with Hubbard and Betty, and the O.T.O. was necessary.

The Collins Elite...

Among all the stars and their constellations

Ambiant slushwave.

‘you must find a tape. We cannot support you indefinitely'.

Distance moves through the dim lines of the inland elms

blue over the green smoothness of the river.

to walk within a hoop of red-hot iron

tangling with the air.

Where the sun shone, there were blue shadows fumed with a humming warmth of insects.

Everywhere there was the ripple and bubble of the lost rain seeking its stillness in the slow river water.

Rain fell till two o’clock, followed by showers and mist and watery sunlight.

like fingers lightly touching a hot iron.

Beauty is vapour from the pit of death.

These vivid images shrink into a rainbow of crushed colour, and set below the horizon of memory.

Like a dolphin in green seas, like an otter in the startled water.

to roam at will through all the far provinces of light.

and he gleamed like a shield of silver water.

Hovering the waters, striding the meadows.

Pandora lays the jewel beneath a walnut-tree.

the morning star in the dark sky, its diamond lightning flashes.

into the depths of the unconscious, out of which life is born..

He drew a mirror from the folds of his robe, and made everything clear.

Arcadian bliss.

the twilight glory of the departed sun.