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Because of remembered
Nothing changes, we follow
Rhythms are distant echoes
Ancestors in their sleep

on the future
Playful figures that cut the winking eye
Of projector
A partial eclipse of the original

emanates in all directions
So the darkness isn't
But forced to retreat
Pushed out by its own internal

The screen of God's movie is time
And every atom is a solid globular
In which his anamorphic grin
Splits the

Everywhere our world's
Journey's the soul
Past all and understanding
or control

Looking to the future is at the past
In whichever direction you happen to
You were forward, and I was slipping
In the time it takes for the light of the stars to

The retina, and cones
in the beholder's eye
Fait
Dans un androit

The further away we are, the back we see, unless
We could gaze instantly the sound
Where, moored ships, planets anchored, swing and sway
Golden barges laden down with and frozen crystals, dancing away

our world's expanding
Journey's the soul
Past all thoughts and
Science or

Everywhere our world's
Journey's through the
Past all thoughts and
Science or

Everywhere our world's
through the soul
Past all thoughts and
Science or