Through these sleeping bodies

tireless souls awaken

Corporeal ideas into extended flesh

While the stammering extension

of what would be a most excellent and as it must,

abiding perfect theme

from a transcendent eternal picture in the Mind

incarnates its beauty

within a finite darkness!

   Strange, yet like a heavy sap filling the mortal nostrils with a thick and balmy smell. The Earth with all its successive sediments, cradled inside diverse & unending caverns, steeps the pretty spirit in a colorless invincible tincture.

   The Sun and the Moon in mouvement

vorticing, their perpetual motions orbiting

thence mechanically combining

Issuing from the deep drafts

that our secret cerebral marrow might engender!

   What is it of Nobility? Wandering away clothed in a fine leather sheath, far from its Homeland? 

   Like an invisible sea but seeable, frothing, conscious of its own Grand Illusion, when organic fibres retreat, bursting their…

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