Tell me quick what it is that you see from your tower window. When you look out across the wine-dark sea, tell me your dreams. Conceal nothing. Deliver everything to the base of the mountain. Give your entire body to the temple. Forget the fact that you're a human and just fly down the fairy steps to where time goes backwards, the sun spins slower, and the moon is three times the size.
Let's see how far we can throw our ideas out over the pond of unconsciousness, shall we?
Hear the splash.
See the ripple.
There is nothing to be afraid of.
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