The Madman, "Yes, three days, three centuries, three aeons. Strange they would always weigh and measure. It is always a sundial and a pair of scales."
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Monday, March 26, 2012
The night is past,
Passed in your thought;
Now as this vermillion Sun rises
And my own violet consciousness sets,
The wonders that are about to flood my dreams
May fill your days too.
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