Flat Land

‘It is true that we have really in Flatland a Third unrecognized Dimension called
`height,’ just as it is also true that you have really in Spaceland a Fourth unrecognized Dimension, called
by no name at present, but which I will call `extra-height’

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Dandelion Wine

“And this disease was called The Loneliness, because when you saw your home town dwindle to the size of your fist and then lemon size and then pin size and vanish in the fire wake, you felt you had never been born, there was no town, you were nowhere with space all around, nothing familiar, only other strange men.”

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No Mud No Lotus

The Buddha made his way back to the White House yesterday.

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Ubik

‘And meanwhile he thought our world declines, turns back on itself bringing to the surface past phases of reality. By the end of the week we may wake up and find ancient clanging streetcars moving down Fifth Avenue.’

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Circles

Ever decreasing circles and ever increasing circles.

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Fuel For The Soul

‘I need’ is at the heart of it. Everyone is addicted to something and also personal relationships can be addictive from the energy supply we get from others.

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Back In The Womb

Navigating the waters of the physical manifestations from the deep dive into the subconscious is probably more tricky than actually dealing with the false beliefs and thoughts in the subconscious.

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A Void Dance

The Void is supposedly a positive place in the spiritual journey. Difficult to see when you are up to your neck in it.

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A Conversation With Jesus

After wandering around Red Pill and contemplating Dark City, I then had a conversation with Jesus. Such is life. Once they had finished the re-enactment I decided to have a chat with them and entered into a conversation with Jesus as you do.

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1000 Petals

Nets of myriad gems and garlands of exquisitely scented flowers hung all around.

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Bad Wolf

Bad Wolf has taken a disliking to me. It’s only following the programming though. Never smile at a crocodile.

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What The Dickens

I saw that the bride within the bridal dress had withered like the dress, and like the flowers, and had no brightness left but the brightness of her sunken eyes.

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