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Crimson sparks drifted into the darkening sky and the first-quarter moon gleamed white above the oaks and tulip poplars.

Located far beyond Urartu on the other side of the world-encircling Ocean.

“I sleep, but my heart is awake,”

The yin-yang symbol still accurately maps the seasons.

Absent the thousand-watt voltage of an artificially illuminated world.

“I am the Hour of God,” she replied. A voice without sound.

Turn out the lights—and leave them off.

As the soul circles, it returns again

epistrophé

The “anniversary syndrome”

But how is the brain supposed to know itself?

Emotional contagion

‘somewhere beyond Urartu’

some pressing feeling of insufficiency at the center.

The cerebral field.

Urukagina's motives were undoubtedly above reproach...

The hero unto the nether herding place has taken his way.

her beliefs in populated planets and interstellar spaceship travel had a strong appeal...

oṃ, āḥ, hūṃ

The fusions add to the anxiety