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In some far off place, many light years in space, I’ll wait for you. Where human feet have never trod, Where human eyes have never seen. I'll build a world of abstract dreams, and wait for you...Somewhere in the other side of nowhere is a place in space beyond time where the Gods of mythology dwell. … These gods dwell in their mythocracies as opposed to your theocracies, democracies, and monocracies. They dwell in a magic world. These Gods can even offer you immortality. What I'm dealing with is so vast and great that it can't be called the truth. It's above the truth. It takes a motion to notion and it takes a notion to motion. Behold the pre-prophetic symbols of the planes of Never. Behold, behold this thisness! This isness. When the person Myth meets the person Reality, the spirit of the impossible-strange appears, In dark disguise. It is always there where nothing inverts itself, and becomes something Whatever is the imperative need...

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