(idea) by Hermetic Thu Mar 08 2001 at 20:48:38
Behold, from the land of the farther suns
I returned.
And I was in a reptile-swarming place,
Peopled, otherwise, with grimaces,
Shrouded above in black impenetrableness.
I shrank, loathing,
Sick with it.
And I said to him,
"What is this?"
He made answer slowly,
"Spirit, this is a world;
This was your home."

Stephen Crane,
1905

The Black Riders and Other Lines: XXVIII || The Black Riders and Other Lines: XXX
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