Her Voice In Caves

Αργος Πανοπτης

 And when they looked she was neither of them, and yet all of them at once.

“My name is written in my eyes, if you have eyes to see it there.”

And they looked into her great, deep, soft eyes, and they changed again and again into every hue, as the light changes in a diamond.

“Now read my name,” said she, at last.

And her eyes flashed, for one moment, clear, white, blazing light: but the children could not read her name; for they were dazzled, and hid their faces in their hands.

Progressive

Unarmed And Alone

All the rivers run into the sea; yet the sea is not full; unto the place from whence the rivers come, thither they return again.

All things are full of labour; man cannot utter it: the eye is not satisfied with seeing, nor the ear filled with hearing.

The thing that hath been, it is that which shall be; and that which is done is that which shall be done: and there is no new thing under the sun.

Is there any thing whereof it may be said, See, this is new? it hath been already of old time, which was before us.

There is no remembrance of former things; neither shall there be any remembrance of things that are to come with those that shall come after.

 And I gave my heart to know wisdom, and to know madness and folly: I perceived that this also is vexation of spirit.

For in much wisdom is much grief: and he that increaseth knowledge increaseth sorrow.

You're Speaking My Language Baby

 The Only Language They Understand

The LONG Weekend

 Read, Mark, Learn

 And Inwardly Digest

Zo Zo Ecila

I Can See Borges

"I had been permitted a carefully limited glance at the edges of a worldwide system,
the existence of which had never been proven. My writings henceforth were but a
fitful remembrance, not only of these most uncommon of interviews, but of
complex ephemera barely recordable yet absolute. They were so utterly unforgettable that,
in order for the observer to function, they must be forgotten."

Cures Clever Devils

Stay Of Execution

Unit Q

All at once the song I heard
No longer would it play

A Very Flammable Future

Letting The Night Stay

Ford To Beechwood

Capsized