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pelican waters

pelican truth, bill and eye wrapped around smoothed water-worlding, moving
through moving What white lozenge, what orange pill, moves through this
Universe, Pelican cried. "It is darker and darker - one can sense the
percolations, the billows come from nowhere." Suddenly, an explosion: an
element adds itself, irrevocably, to the particle-field. Darkness descends
as light is suffocated by the proliferation of forms.triad immensity just
now, tending towards triple-orthogonal-mirror-corner, always reflecting
directly back to the beholding. "Therefore," she said, "everything is kept
out of it, out of the central incubator." there is no incubator, no
centrality, no manifolds, no fields, what is so empty about this, the
sheerness of cliffs, angular cutting-into the semblance of fields, fields
are representations, breaths. Mining or minding the darkness, the
extinguishing of light. henry, there's a beam there. you saw it just a
minute ago, star-field of some sort. the gate we've been looking for. it
doesn't go anywhere, there's no metric, you can't see anything. around or
over or under the beam, across it, suffocation's almost complete. "She can
imagine the flickering of screens - silk, not celluloid - to similar
effect. As I'm writing this, the planet appears. of which there's none
anywhere, no skies, no coursing waters. pelican-eye long since darkened by
repetition, scenario's just about gone - "I CAN'T SEE ANYTHING NOW."

Thu Sep  5 21:00:28 EDT 2002


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