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July 17, 2015
We see as we see, as the world spreads its light in its idiosyncratic fashion on the bodies of reality with mantles of darkness cutting light as a wedding cake of up and down, sweet and sour, icing flows like Niagara, spinning carbines crackling in heaves of sparks, the very hungers topping off their aching needs by assuming their natures. Eyes are fitted, measurements are taken in haste, with varieties of blindness, their sensibilities changing in a moment. There is nothing to be done with the machinations of light being so reducible as money in a carnival barker's shifty hands.